I woke up at six from the alarm. Sorry for not blogging yesterday, there wasn’t time after a very productive Friday.
Had breakfast, talked with the rest of the family, went on my run, encountered all the ice, felt defeated and walked most of the way:
Everything that’s white in the picture above is ice. Not the best for running. The weather was gorgeous, though, and very enjoyable:
I took a different way back.
Then there was lunch:
Afterwards I did the dishes, practiced Chinese for a bit and gave in some time around five. Because I knew I wouldn’t get anything else done I just sat down with my crochet blanket and Netflix.
Later there was dinner and more Netflix, this time with the boy, a very emotional episode of ‚Eternal Love‘ where we’re coming up against the ‚all is lost‘-moment and an also very emotional episode of ‚Torchwood‘. Then I started writing this post and got ready for bed.
Today there will be a phone call to my mother, some thoughts about what I want to achieve in the upcoming month and week, and not much else I guess. I’m still taking time off. No idea if that’s good or not but when you don’t get anything done anyway you might as well give yourself permission to slack off.
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