As I said there was another busy day

I’m starting to wonder where to fit the teaching in when it starts in earnest.

I did go to bed ten minutes too late but that’s still pretty good. Did most of the morning routine things but nothing manuscript-related again.

Nice breakfast with my husband where I tried explaining my current newsletter provider conundrum. The one I’m currently using has cut the number of subscribers you can have on the free plan in half and while that doesn’t really make a difference to me right now I feel bad for being at the mercy of sudden price increases and such. So I was thinking about maybe going elsewhere. There is one provider that offers a very reasonably-priced lifetime plan but their functionality is very basic. And I would have to start over after just having started finding my way around the other one.

Husband had his own conundrum so we talked a bit longer. And then I finally started making buttonholes on the cardigan-in-progress. I had counted eight buttons when I last looked at them in their little paper envelope which was a bit weird because I usually prefer odd numbers of buttons. I had found an online buttonhole calculator which really helpsd in making my eight nice little buttonholes.

Then I pulled the buttons out again because something was bugging me.

Well, there were nine of them. One had hidden in a fold on the bottom.

So I knitted two rows back, looked for the online calculator again, found another one that gave me instructions to make a buttonhole every 4.56 stitches which is completely impossible, found the right one, re-knitted everything and I tried fitting a button through one of the holes as well and it fit.

By then it was already very late.

I only did half the dishes and then went off on an epic grocery shopping expedition.

When the boy and I had visited my mother we had eaten some plain Greek yogurt that was not only excellent, it also had way less fat than the one we usually eat. So I set out to find my way to a store that stocked it. And then I had to get from there to the other supermarket.

Which all the excitement over yogurt and finding my way I completely forgot that I had wanted to go to the drug store as well and had to go after the immense grocery haul, dragging my two bike panniers with my, one in each hand while juggling the deodorant the supermarket apparently doesn’t carry anymore, my conditioner and the photo I had printed for my mother-in-law.

I returned back home half an hour after lunchtime but lunch wasn’t ready yet. Husband was in a mood, and I was even more exhausted than after running around in the woods the day before. So we both snapped at each other and the risotto ended up being overcooked. I didn’t mind, I was so hungry:

I ate some chocolate and played „The Chants of Sannaar“ which I’m really liking so far. I have to confess that I looked up the solution to two puzzles that had confounded me for two days, my tolerance for frustration is not the best anymore.

After that I talked briefly to the boy and then folded two loads of laundry from the laundry racks cluttering my studio interspersed with figuring out why the dentist was sending us a reminder for an apparently unpaid invoice that none of us could remember seeing.

My first student was almost ten minutes early and I hadn’t moved all the laundry out yet but, well, she just had to wait a bit as I tidied up.

Teaching was pretty nice as was seeing my students and hearing how they are doing. In between I did some more admin stuff and refilled the humidifier inside the piano.

Afterwards I ate dinner, talked with the boy some more who was very exciting about some game or other, might have something to do with space marines, not sure.

I did Duolingo and went online for a bit, then started writing this post, decided to not do the dishes but watch C-drama while there was a huge thunderstorm making noise outside instead, and went to bed.

And yes, today is all cleaning all the time. At least that’s what I planned.