I woke up early, turned around a dozed some more. I did do yoga so that was good. It was time as well because my muscles were so tight in the morning that everything was hurting. One of these days I will remember that I’m doing all this exercise-stuff because I feel better when I do.
I made breakfast in time, the boy got fed and watered and went off to school almost on time. This whole one week on/ one week off-schedule is confusing. But then this will be the last week of going to school for him until summer break.
I actually took a look at the novel-in-progress for 25 minutes. Good thing that I didn’t expect my husband to be on time. Then knitting and talking. There were dishes and such and then I went off to the health food store. My husband spent the morning working in the garden and then got ready to meet his friend for lunch. I wasted an hour online. I should have worked on the podcast or baked some cake but I didn’t.
There was frozen pizza for lunch with a chocolate bar for dessert. Which is what you get when you let me cook these days.ö I’m spoiled:
The boy’s pizza was all cheese all the way because they were out of mushroom.
Then dishes and only a short break until teaching all afternoon. Teaching was nice and I fiddled with my new keyboard a lot. I think I’m starting to understand the controls but it still feels weird. I’d love to have two pianos but I don’t.
After teaching I really wanted to work on the podcast but instead I ate dinner, took a long break, talked on Ravelry quite a bit, talked with the boy about his art project for school and sent a heavy book about Dada upstairs with him and wasted some more time online. No spinning.
I have to say that I really love living in a home where you can just grab a big, fat coffee table art book from the shelf if you need one. The home I grew up in didn’t have those. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the moment when the boy was in kindergarten and another mother talked about the fact that they had been talking about something Picasso the other day. I stepped in saying, „Oh, that was so wonderful! The boy told us about the Picasso and then my husband grabbed the big Picasso book from the shelf and they looked through it together!“ With hearts in my eyes.
Turned out that other mother wanted to complain about the fact that Picasso is too alien for kindergarteners. Oops. He also happens to be one of my husband’s favorite painters.
So now the boy has to make a Dada collage. Until today. He already decided to reschedule until the afternoon. And make it digital. Which is good because a physical collage would have been due this morning. He says that he knows how to use GIMP. I hope he is right.
Also, the birthday present conundrum got sorted. My father always makes giving us presents into a bit of a challenge but I did receive a rather generous sum of money. Because I told him that I had wanted to use that money for my new smartwatch. That I already bought. Um. And m sister’s birthday present to me arrived as well. I didn’t even unpack it yet. I’m certain it’s a book. A rather substantial one. But I will be good.
I did go to bed a little late yet again and I did not spin anything. Boo. Or work on the podcast. I am really teaching quite a lot these days and had yet another email from a potential new student. That makes working on all my side projects a bit challenging.
So. Today. I will finally get that cake baked, go for a run, work on all the things and teach all the students. At least my last student of the day will be the one that has been with me for years and years whom I really like. On the other hand, my list for the week is starting to look a little illusionary.