I went to bed on time and did most of my morning routine. YouTube apparently knows that I want to see a short morning yoga video by a certain instructor and now offers it to me when I turn my TV on in the mornings. Which saves me the time to search for it but also feels a bit weird.
There was breakfast, talking with my husband who was feeling down and scattered, then the usual morning things before I had to wake up the boy and catch another train.
I fumbled around again, just like the day before, when I tried buying a physical train ticket. I tried paying with my smartwatch but failed, then tried with my debit card, failed again, then the train arrived and I gave up for the moment. The weather was not the best:
I renewed two prescriptions, went to the nice health food store for some meat (and chocolate), walked back to the train station and tried my luck with the ticket machine again. Managed to botch not only contactless payment but also put my debit card in the wrong way twice. Each time I had to start the whole ticket buying process over.
But I prevailed and after finally getting my ticket I saw why contactless payment wasn’t working: the sensor was in a completely different part of the machine than I thought.
And this is what a natural affinity for technology looks like. Ahem. You just try and try again and don’t let yourself be deterred by looking extremely silly. And next time I’ll do a little better.
I took the train home, made a short detour to the pharmacy and am now done with errands and shopping for the week. I hope.
I came home just in time for lunch:
I ended up not eating that particular piece of chicken breast because it turned out to be so thick that it wasn’t done in the middle. My husband shared his piece with me that looked bigger but was only half as thick. This piece was then put back in the frying pan.
I ate some chocolate and more coated peanuts. I will have to instate a ban on snack-buying, I think, this is getting out of hand.
I had a short break and then taught a handful of delightful students before meeting the rest of the family in the kitchen. They were doing the dishes together which was very nice.
The boy showed me the latest model that he painted and told me all about his day where he went to uni to look at one of his exams. The students have the right to see their exam paper and if they think the TA made a mistake in grading they can basically haggle for points. Which the boy did this time because he was one point short.
And he did find something, talked to the TA and – got an additional point. And passed! Hurray! One less exam to retake.
Then I started writing this post, did Duolingo, made a list for today and watched some C-drama.
And today I won’t go anywhere, I’ll just stay home, maybe clean a bit and teach. And then the weekend.
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