This feels like one of those days where I only got half of what I wanted done. But then, maybe, what I wanted was a little too much.
I was pretty happy that I went to bed on time the night before and woke up refreshed after a little more than eight hours of sleep. The boy showed up while I was still in bed doing my morning stretches for plantar fasciitis before actually getting up. We talked, which was nice, for half an hour. Oops.
When I started my morning pages my husband showed up. He wanted to build a fire because it was so cold and rainy. I am very proud that I still wrote morning pages and then took my yoga mat and did yoga in my studio. I was very determined to start the month on the right foot.
There was breakfast and all kinds of online stuff and then I changed the sheets on my bed, including taking the wedge topper off that I had bought to prevent reflux. Since I don’t have reflux I don’t really need it. I started my weekly cleaning routine and this time took care to change things around so I wouldn’t have to cross the hallway all the time. When my husband cooks he keeps going back and forth between the annex and the old part of the house (yeah, I don’t get it either) and gets annoyed every time we cross paths. So instead of taking the duster and dusting all the rooms, like I normally do, I just did the annex. And then I hung up the load of laundry my husband had started earlier.
Lunch was delicious Greek food:
Late morning I had also gotten my shipment of cotton yarn for the new cardigan I desperately need. You know how it is. The color his not the most exciting but it will fit most things I wear and hopefully also me. My other brown sweater that can be worn with skirts is way too small at this point. Here is a boring picture of the yarn:
Somehow I couldn’t get a good picture of the dark brown yarn on the dark brown table. No idea why. I spent some time in the morning figuring out which size I want to knit and gathering materials. I have so many knitting projects on the go that I’m running out of project bags and I might have to buy myself another 2 mm circular needles because I have two projects where I need those. I think I’ll transfer the mystery shawl that is getting bigger and bigger to a longer needle and put the cardigan on the shorter one.
I’m almost finished with clue one of the mystery shawl and there are ten more days until the second one. The last time I made this cardigan it only took me a week. But then there were two 8-hour train rides in there.
I took a break after lunch that was too long and then finally got going with cleaning the old part of the house. And did the lunch dishes.
When it was time for dinner I still wanted to take a shower, look at checklists for self-publishing, set up my bullet journal for June and set my goals for the month.
I made myself dinner:
My husband had brought way more chives in before lunch than anybody needed so I decided to make myself a chives sandwich. Unfortunately, that is the wrong kind of bread.
Then I decided to start writing this post before finally taking my shower and then giving up on getting anything else done for the day. Just as I started writing the boy came downstairs and started talking at me. (So you know whom to blame if this is completely incoherent.)
So I moved the rest of my to-dos to today and focused on going to bed at a reasonable time.
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