Full tilt until after lunch, paralysis, cheese and crackers

I did manage morning pages and new fiction words first thing but no yoga again. Why yes, my feet are starting to hurt again, thanks for asking.

I then went full on, did the breakfast dishes, changed the rest of the towels, cleaned the washbasin and toilet in my bathroom, husband started a load of laundry, so I folded the stuff that was still on the drying rack. (I just love it when he tells me he already took everything of his off and then I find that a third of what’s on there is his anyway. To be fair it is hard to say which blue pair of men’s pajamas and which pairs of black socks are his and which are the boy’s but, funny enough, both the boy and I can always tell.) I also ended up sweeping the bathroom and kitchen floors. That my husband just vacuumed the day before. It looked as if someone had walked all over them with outside shoes or something.

Because we still wanted a couple of things from the health food store and the boy had run out of fake mortadella I went out to a supermarket and the health food store again. I had plans to go for a walk after but my husband decided to start lunch early so there was no time.

Then I had a short break before the boy came downstairs and we talked a bit. I decided to finally play some real video game (Unpacking) instead of endless solitaire and was just about done when my husband came over to interrogate me about the name of one of the characters in my novel. No, it is not inspired by the Beatles song, I wasn’t even aware of that and also that character has a French name, not an English one.

We did the dishes together and argued a bit. By then I was already running late for the stuff I wanted to do before my 5 o’clock meeting. I finally took a long, hot shower, had twenty minutes left before the meeting and spent those doing – nothing.

The meeting was really nice this time. I had been thinking of skipping because I was so tired of listening but we had a lively discussion about self publishing and some other stuff.

I did get off early so I would have time to help get ready for that evening’s watching of ‚Columbo‘. Cheese and crackers was a big hit:

Afterwards I waffled between going to bed right away and watching something first which, of course, ended with me sitting there, undecided, for an hour or so and going to bed too late.

That feeling of paralysis seems to have translated into today, so yeah, fun!