So, sleeping in my own bed is really, really good. And even better when the bed is standing in the right place. (I’m only now realizing how much it was bugging me when we moved the bed to the other side.) It is as if something in me that hasn’t relaxed in years has let go.
I woke up from the alarm, wrote some morning pages, meditated and spent 25 minutes on the novel. I got up later than usual because the boy had the first two periods off. Which meant that the boy was still eating breakfast when my husband showed shortly before eight.
And then my husband and I went into cleaning mode again. He scrubbed the bedroom floor on his knees while I was going to the bakery and health food store and then I scraped paint off everything in the bathroom (at least I hope that I got everything) while he was going for a run.
I ate lunch in my painting clothes yet again:
Then I took a short break and went back to cleaning things that hadn’t been cleaned in decades. Then dishes. And more cleaning. And then I put on cleaner clothes and makeup and taught a couple of students.
The boy had mentioned that he needed a new sweatshirt (one of the three he owns is seriously disintegrating and that was the only one he could wear that day) and a belt and socks. My first plan was to do that today in the afternoon but then I realized that I would stop teaching at five and that there would be enough time to go clothes and grocery shopping together.
Which we did. But first I helped him inflate his bike tires with the new, shiny bike pump that I bought a few months ago. It even shows the tire pressure.
We went to what passes for a mall in our town and spent a long time looking for a hoodie or sweatshirt with no dumb message or picture printed on it, preferably in only one color. And definitely without a zipper. We finally found something plus an okay belt, inoffensive underpants and socks.
And then we went grocery shopping and I realized that I had forgotten to take the bike pannier. Which left us with only our backpacks for everything we were planning to buy.
But since I’m good at packing I managed to fit everything in there.
We went home, unpacked the groceries, ate dinner and then my husband and I moved the two dressers back into the bedroom and the rugs. I had already washed the curtains in the morning and hung them up after lunch so the room is now almost back to normal.
I still have to go through the rest of the piles and sort them and then put everything away that I want to keep but my husband emptied a dresser drawer for me and so I think I have enough space for the yarn.
Then I started this post, got ready for bed, read a little and turned the lights off.
Today there will be my annual visit to the gynecologist, then hopefully time for the patron newsletter (that one is late again) and maybe some planning for the month that has already started and some teaching. I guess we’ll be skipping bodyweight training again.
And tomorrow I’m hoping to clean the bathroom properly and then I only need to go through all the yarn stuff, sort and move it and things will be back to normal.