I know a lot of people disagree with me but I actually did everything I had put on my list and I feel so much better than when I just hang around and do nothing.
I woke up at 5.30, didn’t spend more than ten minutes on the internet for a change, did yoga and meditated. Then forced myself to write for thirty minutes, made breakfast and ate it, changed a few words with the boy, wrote some more and then crocheted while my husband was eating his breakfast.
There were dishes and running. My 10k-app told me to run for twenty minutes at a time, twice. I did not run all the way through but I did better than usual. Maybe I will get there eventually:
At the halfway point:
I had to wait at the crossing until that thing passed through:
Back home I took a shower, helped a little bit with lunch but my husband was mad at me for something that happened on Sunday. That’s no fun. Lunch was eggs in mustard sauce:
One of the few things I don’t really like to eat.
I did some lesson prep, taught my students (including playing ‚Highway to Hell‘ on ukulele, that was fun) ate dinner, talked with the boy again, helped him with some emails, got into talking about fountain pens and pulled out every single one that I could find so I could show him, did all the dishes with the boy’s help, got read for bed and started writing this post.
No extra writing session after running. The first point in the day when I had the time was right around my bedtime. Still. I did get 1,400 words in, that’s good.
Today there will be the walk to the health food store and some teaching. By now three of my students are in quarantine. Four more have asked for video lessons out of caution. These are strange times.