Even though I went to bed at midnight I did pretty well with the morning routine. New month, new beginning, I thought. I even managed to be finished with eating breakfast before anybody else entered the kitchen. Very peaceful. And then I crocheted a bit while my husband was making himself breakfast.
The boy was up at 9 looking a bit squashed because of his impending theoretical physics exam. On quantum mechanics. I did all my usual morning things including the breakfast dishes (there was a pile of dishes that had mysteriously grown throughout the night) in between the boy making himself a super early lunch, went out to the health food store and when I came back he was on his way to university.
I tried writing the email to the cover designer before lunch but failed. There was lunch with the remaining eggplant from the backyard and only very few kidney beans because we only had a small can. We usually buy them dried but there were none to be had for the past few weeks:
After that I ate some chocolate. I did not do the lunch dishes before teaching because my husband wanted to talk at length and then I wanted to enjoy my chocolate and my novel before seeing one student after the other.
I taught from 2.30 to 7. There shouldn’t have been a break but one student didn’t show up. If I had known I could have used that time properly but so I just sat around most of the time waiting.
After work I at least wrote to the cover designer, then talked some more with the rest of the family before finally having some dinner. The health food store didn’t have the rolls I usually buy and the others didn’t look appealing so I decided to have crackers and cheese instead.
After that I started writing this post, finally did the lunch dishes with the boy’s help, watched some C-drama and started writing a new novel. Only for fifteen minutes because it was already late but, well, better than nothing.
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