Not the most productive weekend in all

I didn’t do all that badly, but I probably could have done better.

So, went to bed way too late but slept well, woke from the alarm at 6.36 and promptly fell back asleep only to be woken by the alarm to take my thyroid pill at 7.30. Yeah for seven hours of sleep.

I did not pick up my phone first thing but instead did the complete morning routine, so that was good. Had breakfast with my husband then we talked while I was knitting. I knitted along until I reached a point where I the knitting would be TV knitting again.

Then I called my mother on the phone, did all the dishes from the day before and only then did I do Duolingo and my internet morning rounds.

My husband had had plans to use the leftover bifteki and the leftover tomato sauce for something with kritharaki in tomato sauce. But. You can only do that if you have kritharaki. Or rather enough of them. So he decided to switch to farfalle, got a bit carried away with putting fried veggies in, cooked everything but the broccoli he had wanted to serve it with and – forgot about the tomato sauce. He did manage to get the broccoli on the table as well but it was pretty al dente and had no salt:

Yes, we have a lot of these flowers. My husband’s friend who wanted to help with the garden planted them because she thinks they are pretty. Which they are. But since they are edible and my husband doesn’t want things to go to waste we are eating flowers every day at the moment.

Then I wanted to get going as soon as possible but didn’t, so I sat around while the boy was eating his lunch. I did delegate the dishes, at least.

I went over to my studio an hour later than I had planned, texted back and forth with a couple of people, and tried to prep for coaching later and to plan the week. It was rather confusing to find out that I had apparently forgotten my coaching appointment the month before. Since I had been traveling I had never put it in my calendar and that was that.

Coaching was very nice and also helpful in a walking myself through my problems kind of way. Not that the coach’s input isn’t super valuable but I am currently not at the ‚shocking insight‘-stage.

Then I talked to my husband some more, ate dinner, had a beer while knitting in front of TV, sat around feeling bad for not writing for an hour and went to bed.

Today the boy goes back to uni after his break and I will teach all the students again. Now I just need to find a way to write thousands of words and do some publishing tasks as well…