I basically gave up on getting anything done right after waking up. Lounged in bed reading but then decided to at least do some half-hearted yoga for ten minutes.
Over breakfast I got a lecture from my husband about communicating properly. I hadn’t answered him before which, yes, was rude but I didn’t now what to say, way busy making my muesli and then forgot. And then he told me all about the very confusing system of numbers used to specify different Marshall amps and how he can’t remember them because there is no logic behind it.
I was very determined to get things moving but then realized I really needed to write morning pages first to sort out my brain. So I did that, did the dishes and somehow took so long that I didn’t have any time for cleaning left.
I put the fabric for the dress I want to sew in the washing machine and marveled at the way my husband was cooking. And I helped him with the sauce. In the end the food was very good, even if the potatoes were already cold and the asparagus didn’t have any salt:
After that I ate all the chocolate and played silly games on my iPad.
I felt like all I wanted to do was go back to bed but it was time to teach instead. I did that and at some point answered emails and after I was done with teaching I decided to try and vacuum the old part of the house before the boy would come downstairs for bodyweight training. He was reliably late so not only did I vacuum, I also cleaned the sink, toilet and parts of the bathtub. Not very well but good enough.
At some point before I had also changed all the towels and sorted all the recycling so I say I’m done with cleaning for the week. Husband said he’d do the annex.
The boy and I did bodyweight training and I was feeling like I was making backwards progress but that might just have been my exhaustion.
Then there was dinner, finally, some Duolingo, half an episode of C-drama and bed.
Today I’m feeling a little better, I hope to get some more stuff done.
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