The day started with me oversleeping. My alarm went off at 7, the next time I looked at the clock it was 8. I had hopes of moving the morning routine after breakfast but that did not work out. It never does.
My husband was again very occupied with the two major life crises he has so we talked about that at length. Without me even being able to knit through it because I need to figure out how to proceed with the cardigan first. It all feels a bit exhausting.
I spent most of the rest of the morning waiting for the boy’s new cell phone to arrive. UPS said they’d be here between 10.40 and 12.40, which did seem a bit too early for UPS. Or any delivery. Most of them usually arrive around noon or if it’s Amazon mostly in the late afternoon or early evening. But it said so in the app.
So I kept reconsidering my plans. I had hoped for an early delivery so that I could pick up my thyroid meds and buy some chamomile/fennel tea. And licorice. And I kept doing the „if they arrive before 12.45 I will go to the pharmacy before lunch but if they’re later I’ll go tomorrow. If they come before 12.15 I can also go to the supermarket but if not I will go after teaching at 7“-dance.
Meanwhile my husband had promised his friend who helps him with the garden to be at her house between 1.30 and 2 to let the electrician in to mount her solar panels. We were already pretty skeptical about the window being only thirty minutes but we still tried out best to make lunch early (I helped with chopping):
When my husband left I asked him to take his cell phone which led to another back and forth about how he didn’t know where his phone was because I had borrowed it on the weekend to set up his new computer. It was right there, on my desk, next to his big, fat computer charged and ready.
At 1.45 there was a message on our voice mail. The electrician was very sorry but the technician who was supposed to meet him still hadn’t arrived. It would be a little longer. So I called my husband on his cell but he didn’t pick up. I sent him a text but that only meant a couple minutes later he was standing right there in the kitchen, huffing and pudding.
He had never used his phone for calls ever (or for texts) and hadn’t been able to take the call. (He had no idea about the text message, of course.) So I told him everything, we practiced taking a call on his cell and he went back. I tried calling the electrician who didn’t pick up either, then sent him a text saying that my husband would be back at the house soon but could only stay until 3.
Later I learned that the whole situation was made even more confusing by some solar panel guys being at the friend’s house when my husband arrived but it turned out they were there for her neighbor’s house. In the end the electrician left another message saying the technician had let him down and the whole thing would be moved to July. My husband still wasn’t picking up but eventually did meet the electrician who swing by the house because he knew someone was waiting.
Which means we might have someone for installing our own solar panels, maybe next year.
The whole kerfuffle lasted way into my first lesson of the day and the boy’s cell phone arrived just after I had sent him upstairs to tell his grandmother that we were expecting a delivery that needed to be signed for. (Often delivery people ring her doorbell and then she could send them to the annex.)
I taught until I dropped, including a potential new singing and piano student who is the sister of the new guitar student I saw two weeks ago. I really like the family and this was the first time ever I had a potential student sit down and accompany herself on the piano. Also the first time someone used a tablet for sheet music. I hope she’ll start with me this could be a lot of fun.
I had plans to exercise and/or watch the video for the course I’m taking but turned out to be super fried. I walked to the supermarket following a short exchange with my husband where I told him I was about to keel over and he took that literally.
I picked up tea, licorice, toilet paper and my husband’s new favorite cheese, came back home, had dinner, almost fell into a major slump but managed to move myself in front of TV instead of sitting there with my phone. I did eat all the licorice but well, it was premeditated.
I had asked the boy to do the dishes beforehand but he was in a really bad mood and rather reluctant so I decided to just let them sit. His bad mood turned out to be due to a really bad decision in the video game he was playing and he debated going back and losing ten hours of progress.
He came back downstairs a bit later in a much better mood and offered to do the dishes which I happily accepted. I brushed my teeth and went to bed at 11 sleeping like a log.
I am having slightly more energy today but will definitely need it because today I’ll teach even more. Hurray!
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