Daily Journal – Day 484: Still transitioning back to regular life

Woke up around 5.30, wrote morning pages and then started reading. There are so many books I want to read right now, the Urban Fantasy I’m almost through, a novella that came out this morning and „Etiquette & Espionage“ for the read-along and then I’m deeply immersed in some non-fiction as well.

So many interesting things in the world, not quite enough time.

I got up at seven and my husband showed up even before the boy. We had breakfast while my husband was starting the fire. He might get up even earlier starting tomorrow so that we can make water and tea with the heat from the fire instead of electricity. (Of course, I could start the fire but I found that that is just one thing too many in the morning when the boy needs to be at school on time.)

We talked a lot about a conversation I had yesterday and then were a little late again.

I went to one store for toilet paper (they stopped carrying our favorite brand at the supermarket I usually go to) and to the health food store. And then I only helped very little with lunch. Pancakes with spinach and feta:

This time I took a picture before wrapping it because otherwise you only see pancake.

Then I hurried over to the annex for my first student of the day. Or so I thought. I waited for about twenty minutes before I looked into my emails and realized that she wouldn’t be coming. Then I spun a little while watching the book cover design course. I am at a point where you’re just watching the teacher put bad covers together and I couldn’t be bothered to make my own bad covers. I want to watch the videos, though, in case I can learn something from it. You never know.

Then I taught and taught and had a lot of fun.

Then the boy was late for piano practice and strength training. And so exhausted that he just played his piano piece once and then decided not to do strength training. I was okay with that because a) he had had PE at school that day and b) he spent an hour scraping the half-frozen slush from the sidewalk in front of the house. My husband and I both thought that we didn’t need to shovel but my mother-in-law thought otherwise so the boy got the short stick.

I did strength training on my own because I’m a grown-up and don’t need someone to hold me accountable even if I’m tired and hungry and it’s late. Went to bed early-ish.

Today there will be running and teaching and all the usual.