And a little too late to bed again. But I slept very well. Woke up from the alarm, still tired but couldn’t fall back asleep. I dawdled for half an hour, did morning pages, yoga and meditation and still was on time for breakfast. Had an enjoyable conversation with my husband. Found that I had used the wrong colors in the crochet cushion, debated ripping back and decided to start a second time with a smaller hook because I had been thinking the whole thing might be to floppy and full of holes.
I played silly iPad games, did the dishes, listened to Wagner’s „Tannhäuser“ overture and was pleasantly surprised. I don’t usually like Wagner much but this one was fun. I vacuumed the old part of the house, cleaned washbasins and toilets and started the first load of laundry for the day. There was a bit of a misunderstanding with my husband regarding the laundry. He wanted to help me and offered to start the first load but I had to think first because I had wanted to put a rag in it that I still needed to use. Husband was pissed because of my „aggressive silence“ and that spiraled into a longer discussion on and off lasting well after lunch.
But we did eat together and the food was great, near perfect:
The boy came downstairs a little later and we spent some time showing each other stuff on social media. I had a bit of time to myself, then talked to my husband again, hung the first load of laundry up, did the dishes and then waited for the boy to show up for half an hour. We had plans to make blueberry muffins.
That took a while. And the next time I’ll look up the recipe first before buying ingredients. They don’t look much but they tasted delicious:
While the muffins were in the oven the boy unpacked the new clothes he had ordered and tried them on. He kept everything but one t-shirt that we repacked right away.
Looking for flour in the cupboards I had to find that while there was enough for the muffins there would not be enough for the pizza we had planned to make today. And the boy still needed sesame seeds for the onigiri he wants to make so we sent off to drop the package off and walked to the nearby supermarket. Bought flour, tomatoes, sesame seeds and salad and walked back home. Without buying any sweets even though I had seen an advertisement for a new flavor of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream that I had tried the week before and had really loved. But no, there were cupcakes at home.
We ate dinner, I started writing this post, put half the muffins in the freezer, hung up the second load of laundry, did the dishes including the many bowls from cupcake making, started a third load of laundry, did the dishes and took a shower. I almost didn’t do the mobility exercises that I had hoped to do but then remembered I have an „express“ routine that only takes eight minutes. And that made me feel so much better!
Today there will be the usual Sunday things and the boy wants to make his onigiri. I don’t think I’ll help, I need to do other things instead.
But it definitely looks like doing something new and different every day is working well.
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