I went to bed on time, slept well, and felt surprisingly good in the morning. The boy didn’t need me to wake him because of his new alarm clock.
Or so we thought.
I got up at 6.30, wrote morning pages, opened the manuscript and such and was happy to receive a message from the boy at 8 that he was awake. Just in time for his 10 o’clock lecture.
By 9 I was a bit uneasy. He still hadn’t been downstairs. I filled his water bottle and set it outside. I texted him to ask when he needed to leave.
Well, at ten to ten the boy came downstairs, emptied his bottle, and told me that he had fallen back asleep. He did move his alarm clock further away from the bed, so we’ll see how that goes in the future.
Meanwhile I did the usual Wednesday things, the breakfast dishes and such, talking with the rest of the family and then I went for my run/walk. For the second time in a row I set out to do week 4, day 2 on my 5K-app and for the second time I ended up actually doing week 5, day 2. Needless to say I did not run all the way through those running intervals.
I was very hungry when lunch came around and it was delicious. (Too much marjoram in the brats but that’s definitely not my husband’s fault. I’m the one who bought them.)
After lunch, just when I was about to leave the table after a short break the boy came downstairs for his lunch (grr). We talked briefly, I took a quick shower, and then I decided that I needed to research sheet music for piano lessons. I’m not super happy with the book I’ve been using for the past 30 years when it comes to the really young beginners. I’m not quite sure how to find what I’m looking for but we’ll see.
Then I taught one student after the other. I had an unexpected break because of a cancellation that I used for more research. My last student of the day had a hard time getting out of work that day, so in the end I ate dinner before teaching her, and I had to postpone bodyweight training with the boy three times.
I don’t like that but money is money.
We finally did bodyweight training around 8 which is definitely way too late, and after that I was so exhausted and tired and hungry that I ate a few too many almonds and some chocolate.
I even gave up watching something and instead went to bed with a book. (I started reading „Ready or Not“ by Cara Bastone yesterday and as of now I’m 56% in. I really love the book but also I keep thinking how much the quirks of the love interest that the main character is finding so charming will bug her just a few years down the road. But then this is a romance novel, not real life. Important difference.)