Woke up a little before the alarm. I should have been well rested with having turned the lights out at 9 but somehow I didn’t feel it. I was all set to write in the morning and again, felt too tired. (With this kind of thing I’m never quite sure if it’s real tiredness or just some resistance in my head.) Decided to be okay with skipping a day and set the imaginary deadline for the next novel to the end of April.
When it was time to get up the boy sent me a message that the first two periods were canceled. He still came down for breakfast but that meant we didn’t have to hurry.
Husband came over while the boy was back up in his room. While crocheting the last border round on the blanket I found that I had made a really stupid mistake the row before so I ripped an entire row back.
I started preparing the podcast, did the dishes and such and went running 5.6 k:
Wonderful weather, quite a few people out. My heart rate went way up and I still couldn’t be bothered to run for longer stretches.
After coming home I went to the grocery store and then there was lunch:
First time ever I had fried radicchio. It was really good.
We ate early because the boy had an earlier lunch break. Then I had a massive case of after-lunch slump.
I did sing a bit, taught a few students, helped the boy practice piano, taught some more, had plans to do all the things after that and failed.
Flopped into bed and turned the lights out early again. One of these days I will feel all energetic and rested again.
Today there will be the recording of the podcast and teaching and the start of getting the podcast ready for publishing. Bonus points for working on the novel. I am actually quite excited about writing. Someone just had a heart attack and I want to know what happens next.