I woke up before the alarm after more than eight hours of great sleep. Then did the complete morning routine and made breakfast on time. I crocheted a bit and finally managed to measure how much yarn one stripe on the blanket-in-progress is using. Which means I can gather all the leftover yarn I have and figure out if I have enough.
While doing the dishes I watched part of a video the boy recommended to me, the theoretical physicist Angela Collier did a review of „Love, Actually“ by Ali Hazelwood. It seems I do own this book but I haven’t read it yet. So, the review is a bit spoiler-y but a lot of fun. I don’t usually mind spoilers at all. I also listened to the hauntingly beautiful „Agnus Dei“ by Charlotte Bray.
Then I spent some time on social media before finally getting a grip and opening the manuscript for twenty minutes. I’m using a new pomodoro app called Fatty Cat! It doesn’t really compare to PomoFarn but, well, it works. I’m not quite sure if it’s right for me because apparently when you don’t use the timer for two days in a row your cat dies. Which I find a bit extreme. Not working on my project for two days in a row should be perfectly fine.
There was polenta with fennel for lunch:
We had to eat early because we wanted to go to the demo for „diversity and democracy“ in town. All three of us, I even roused the boy for it. I had been afraid there wouldn’t be any people but the turnout was better than feared but could have been better. On the other hand they organized the whole thing in just ten days.
The speeches were heart-warming, there was a band playing that suffered a bit from their drummer being sick. It was nice feeling in the presence of like-minded people. I was a bit surprised that I didn’t meet more people that I knew but there was one of my singing students, the parents of two former students and the band’s bass player went to school with my husband and was happy to talk to him again.
The funniest moment was when we talked to yet another former classmate of my husband and they said, „Oh, and that must be your daughter,“ pointing at the boy. Well, long, curly hair apparently reads as feminine even in combination with beard scruff.
We went to the nearby supermarket for our favorite yogurt, the TV guide and – of course – chocolate.
And that was it for me and productivity for the day. I spent the rest of the afternoon reading, eating chocolate and playing games on my iPad. Oh, and watching packing videos.
Then there was dinner, a few more conversations with the rest of the family, a moment where all of us thought my mother-in-law had fallen down the stairs but it was just a bottle the boy had accidentally kicked down the stairs. The bottle didn’t even break but every person in the house rushed to the hallway in alarm.
Then I finally did the lunch dishes listening to Angela Collier again, took a shower, watched some C-drama and went to bed.
I’m really hoping to get some stuff done today. And to not kill my digital cat again.