I ended up not doing any exercise or stretching but having a bit more time in the morning felt good. I tried talking with my husband about feeling I’m approaching burnout again and being cold from the inside all the time which led to a pretty spectacular row.
Every time I say I’m cold he tells me to move more and I try to explain that that’s not the point. Me being frustrated and angry didn’t help. We eventually talked it out in the evening but it made for a bit of an uncomfortable lunch. The food was wonderful, though:
I don’t usually care for meat with bones in it but this was really good.
I didn’t have much time until teaching. There was a one-hour break in the middle that I used to call two potential new students. I told one to call again in six weeks and the other will start next week. She had had lessons with me before and so she got preferred treatment. I ate dinner, taught another student and came back to the kitchen where my husband was doing the dishes.
I had decided to lean into my emotional eating by eating the ice cream in the freezer, so that’s what I did. There was a pause in eating and reading when my husband showed up and we talked and then again. What I really need is half-pints of ice cream. Though, to be fair, I should stop buying ice cream that often, I have a hard time not eating it all up, it’s not good for my voice and is too heavy to eat often.
And yes, I know how weird it is to eat ice cream on one of the coldest days of the year while shivering all day.
I started this post, did Duolingo, watched some C-drama and went to bed.
Today will be the usual extra busy Thursday including grocery shopping and all the teaching.
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