Daily Journal – Day 635: Planned to write all day but then – didn’t

I woke up from the alarm at 5.30, hadn’t slept enough and stayed tired all day. Picked up my phone to look on social media and that was it with the day. Bad move,

I did get out of bed on time to make breakfast but had forgotten my thyroid meds so I had to wait half an hour more. Most of the day was spent waiting for the day to end so that I could sleep and recharge.

I did call my mother around noon and had one of those slightly surreal phone conversations. Her memory has never been the best but it’s starting to get worse. She didn’t remember that I don’t like strawberries, also that I don’t eat rawr tomatoes (both things that have been true for many decades now and that she used to comment on because people who don’t eat strawberries are obviously totally crazy) and more stuff like that. She was sure that we’d be visiting from Thursday (or maybe Wednesday) through Tuesday. She was so sure that I looked it up in my calendar and – I shouldn’t have bothered because I have been planning this for weeks – the boy and I will step on the train on Thursday and get back on Monday.

My husband had a great idea for lunch after I mentioned the cream about to go off in the fridge:

I spent a lot of time knitting on my Crazy Tee because I’d like to finish it before starting a new sweater.

I also spent a lot of time pondering if I should start the new bullet journal this week even though there are still ten pages left in the old one. But I don’t want to take two notebooks with me and it is nicer to start a new journal at the beginning of a week instead of midway through.

In the end I set up the new journal. Having that will make my life marginally easier. I didn’t transfer all the collections and such yet but did set up all the essentials.

I had planned to spend the day mostly writing but that didn’t really work out. My husband wandered by my room, there was Instagram, and a novel I really needed to read and the boy.

I did do yoga but rather late. The boy wanted to play piano again after a hiatus so I started teaching him a new piece and we got to talk about music theory as one does. He told me that he had already made a pile of drawing supplies he wants to take with him on the trip. I was all proud that he was already thinking about packing. My son!

Of course I did start making my own packing list. I’m only half-sure what clothes to take, I’ll wait for the weather report but I already made a list of all the electronics and such. And yes, I could probably pack for a trip to my parents in my sleep and have it all done in five minutes but I like the planning and scheming and it makes me less anxious.

I also looked at video tutorials for easy updoes because I’m still contemplating wearing my hair up for five days so that my mother doesn’t realize how long it is. She did complain that the way I pull my hair back is not soft enough so I was actually spending time and thought on this.

On the other hand the boy’s hair and clothes and everything will totally grab her attention; maybe I can stay under the radar, long hair or not.

For these kinds of situation there are two strategies that work. One is camouflage and pretending that you do what the other person wants and the other is going strongly in the other direction, doing everything they hate with a vengeance. The second route often shuts the complaints right up as well.

And yes, I am totally aware how silly it is to worry about my mother making comments about my hair at my age. I definitely should start a bullshit bingo card.

The boy and I watched another episode of „Deep Space Nine“ and it was pretty good. And I made more progress on my t-shirt.

I did manage to go to bed earlier this time so I have high hope for today.

Today there will be running and – taxes. Fun times. Or rather not but I always feel better when they’re done. It is a public holiday but we’ll just ignore that, okay?