I think I might have slept for eight hours or so, so that was a win. No writing, though. But I did yoga and meditated.
I tried very hard to get out of the house for my walk/run as early as possible but it still was eleven before I left. Running was fun, perfect weather and I was a little faster than usual, even:
Not the nicest halfway point, right on top of the highway:
You can see how Munich is creeping in on the last piece of nature in between.
I came home, took a shower, helped to make lunch and apparently did not take a picture of my food. I was sure I had but the phone lied to me. We had tagliatelle bolognese and salad.
Afterwards I did the dishes, had a ten minute break and started teaching. I taught all through the afternoon and when I was done at seven all three of us sat down to dinner. I’m doing a mix of in-person and online teaching at the moment because some students are not coming in for reasons. I had one student this week with a cough, two that are just cautious and two in quarantine.
After dinner there were dishes again and then I got all my bullet journals out to see how I managed to write all those words in the last two years. Well. It turned out there weren’t as many words as I thought there were, and I mostly did them in the morning between 6 and 7 and again between 8 and 9. The best days are the ones where I write for longer than thirty minutes because the first twenty minutes or so are always spent on reading through what I wrote before.
Now, my writing time between 8 and 8.30 is gone because my husband has been getting up at 8 for the past few months. And between 6 and 7 I am usually doing yoga and making breakfast. Also, checking Instagram and such. And I never ever write for more than two or three days in a row.
Still. I can blog daily so I should be able to write daily too. But I have no idea how to write enough to win NaNo this year.
This will all be rather interesting.