I didn’t get enough sleep because I’m dumb and went to bed too late. In my infinite wisdom I decided that reading a new memoir was more important than feeling good and being productive the next day. Another bad move if I say so myself.
I did turn the lights on only ten minutes after the alarm. And I followed my new and improved morning checklist right up to „write or 25 minutes“. I did check email and read a fascinating post about learning to do a handstand before breakfast, scrolled through Instagram and things I can’t remember right now and that meant that I didn’t have time to write in the morning. Which meant I didn’t have time to write. Period.
I can totally see myself slaying the novel in the next two weeks. Even if instead of writing 2,000 words a day I’m doing more like 800. But I’ll definitely make up for it today. Right?
I worked on the crochet blanket, listened to the riveting tales of choosing the right Gibson Les Paul. (In an unsuspected twist my husband found more Les Pauls on another website which also lists their weight! After much thinking he decides that weight is really the most important parameter of all! Now he only has to choose the best-looking among the lightweights.)
Then it turned out that my husband did not want to go swimming and biking on his own so we kept moving things around and looking at the weather forecast again and thinking until it was time to leave the house. No dishes. We did meet the boy before leaving, though.
We rode our bikes to a health food store that we don’t visit often because it’s a bit far, bought some groceries, chocolate and lip balm, as one does, packed the frozen meet in an insulated bag with some freezer packs and cycled to another town nearby for lunch. We left the boy to fend for himself, only leaving money for frozen pizza. Our lunch was much better, by the way:
That beergarden is rather pretty. Behold:
I tried to take a picture that showed non of the people around me. Tricky. And there is a creek right next to it, the Würm:
We rode our bikes back and there was even time enough left before my first student to put all the groceries away. The frozen meat was still frozen, phew.
I taught my student, worked on the podcast (at one point I thought I had deleted the main part of the podcast without a chance to recover it, that was exciting!), taught two more students, watched an episode of Star Trek with the boy and went to bed too late.
Today there will be running in my new running shoes (we met the postman as we were heading out and told him to leave the package in the yard which he did, he is great), I will be going to the supermarket, teach two students, finish the podcast and prepare my day trip to Nuremberg. Lots to do. Fun!