I mean, my voice is still pretty raspy and I try to not talk a lot but all in all I seem to have a bit of energy back.
I set my alarm for 7, promptly fell back asleep and woke up again half an hour later. Had another slow start to the day, so no morning routine, made breakfast and read a bit. Some time yesterday I finished reading „Daniel Cabot Puts Down Roots“. I love these books by Cat Sebastian. As she says in the acknowledgments „I’m so glad there’s an audience for books about people who don’t do much of anything except wear sweaters (or, in this case, band t-shirts) and cry.“
If you go by all the „how to write a novel“-books I’ve read none of those stories should work which makes me extra fond of them. I turned around and immediately started the next one, „Luke and Billy Finally Get a Clue“. But that was after lunch.
First, I had a slightly heated conversation with my husband, then wrote morning pages, did the dishes, some yoga, wrote some emails, took a shower and finally folded the rest of the laundry that had been clean and dry for a couple of days. In between I tried prying the boy out of bed. He was not in a good mood but while I was in the shower I heard the door and saw him dashing to the train station. Then there was lunch:
The pork cutlet was very good and the potatoes were from our garden. All very tasty.
Then I took a break and did not do the dishes because my husband still needed hot water for his shower. I read a bit and played some games and went on social media.
And then there was the teaching. My fourth student of the day had canceled and so I had a nice break in the middle. I refilled the water in the piano (there’s a hydration system in there) and read some more. Taught the rest of my students, put my studio back in order, ate dinner, talked with my husband a bit, ate some chocolate, talked with the boy, got a reminder that the paper bin was due to be picked up this morning so I went to the basement and hauled all the paper recycling out to the curb where my mother-in-law had already put the trash can.
Came back, started writing this post, did all the dishes, did a short round of Duolingo, watched something while knitting a round or two and fell into bed.
Today is health food store day and there will be all the teaching. I’m still not quite sure if I should cancel my singing student, ask her if she’s okay with a singing lesson where I can only talk a little but not sing or just present her with the fact. Money is nice but giving singing lessons at 6 pm without a functioning voice not so much.
I’ll see how I feel later, I guess. At least my energy seems to be a little better.