No idea why but I totally overslept. Until 6.10. Something is wrong with the smart alarm on my watch. I did manage some yoga, though, but no meditation, no nothing. Then breakfast, my husband’s breakfast, some knitting and a lot of talking and then the waiting for the boy. With more knitting.
Then finally dishes and such. I did call my mother and mostly told her why we won’t come to visit in September. I looked the train schedules up and the whole thing would be madness. Since they live in a tiny town there is no way to get there Friday evening after teaching so I would have to leave here at six to be there at around 2.30 and there is no way to leave there early enough on Monday morning to be back in time for teaching again so I would have to step on a train Sunday afternoon at 5.30 to be back home again shortly before midnight. Um, no.
Meanwhile my husband started cooking. He had big plans. Well, even bigger than usual. We have these wine leaves growing in our garden. The wine used to grow up the balcony but it got all moldy and was starting to destroy the balcony so my husband cut it back. It still wants to grow back so every year my husband lets it get to the point where we can use the leaves for cooking.
So we had a Greek extravaganza. Two kinds of stuffed wine leaves, vegetarian and with ground lamb, tsatsiki, skordalia and tomato rice. It was very good and demanded a glass of wine to go with it:
Oh, and I forgot the zucchini from our garden and the salad.
After that I read a bit and set up a Slack channel for my online writing group. Then I sat around a bit and read a little and spent way too much time on social media and then I finally recorded the podcast. Phew. I did it in three parts because of the camera time limit. I hope it will turn out okay.
The boy and I watched the very last episode of ‚Firefly‘ while eating dinner, then I spun a bit of BFL:
I helped the boy transfer some files from my old laptop to his computer (he couldn’t find a thumb drive and the laptop thought it didn’t have a keyboard, things like that) and then he helped me do the huge pile of pots and pans and plates.
Today there will be an early breakfast for the boy again because he will go to school again, running for me, quite a bit of teaching and maybe some work on the podcast, we’ll see.