With all the stuff I did the evening before I ended up turning the lights out after midnight. Meh.
I set my alarm at 7 and woke up at, um, 7.30 from my „take thyroid pills“-alarm. Which was a good thing because I had to wake the boy up at that time.
I wrote morning pages and did yoga, filled the boy’s water bottle and made sure that he hadn’t fallen asleep again. He left the house without breakfast again, caught a train that should have brought him to uni on time and was, again, 15 minutes late.
My husband and I had breakfast and talked about some things that have been bugging him for quite some time while I was trying to set up the next section of the mystery shawl. I was pretty irritated to find a problem with the pattern but when I knitted almost a whole row back it turned out, um, there was no problem with the pattern. I had made a mistake. So, don’t try to count and set up rows when you’re having deep, thinky conversations.
I was rather slow all morning, did all the usual things, looked after the beans cooking on the stove, and then walked to both the new supermarket and the health food store. Came back slightly late for lunch but that wasn’t ready yet anyway.
My husband had cut the last part of the front hedge and had started cooking a little late. So lunch was late as well. It was pretty tasty, though, comida caseira with chicken, so, rice, black beans, fried chicken and some farinha which is cassava flour with boiled chopped egg.
I could swear I took a picture but since there isn’t one on my phone – apparently not.
Before lunch I had started to fold the laundry that was still on the drying rack and also started hanging up the new load that my husband had started in the morning. I had plans to finish the hanging up after lunch but completely forgot. I didn’t have much time before teaching as well.
I taught my usual Tuesday students minus the last one whose husband has covid and the one who had rescheduled for the day before. After I ate dinner and some chocolate, helped my husband make some copies (he didn’t know that you can just put a pile of paper on the top, tell the copier to make three copies and sort them and then sit back and wait) and then I sat and played solitaire while talking with the boy. He had been away from home the whole day and was in a mood because of a lecturer who started a class for third-semesters with super complicated math and theory of relativity. And that is the one he absolutely must pass this semester. Of course, that is also the lecturer who wants all homework in paper and won’t give them the solutions. That will be fun.
I then remembered the laundry, finished hanging it up, folded a second load, started writing this post, did the dishes and Duolingo and then had to give up on writing because today my wakeup time was a super early six a.m.
And I didn’t even finish setting up that row of knitting…
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