Rain on ice

Which I don’t recommend.

I got almost enough sleep again but was too wired so I woke up often during the night. There was the morning routine and lots of thoughts about the day before, and writing and publishing projects.

In between I made sure the boy left on time to get his thesis bound and delivered on time. Which meant leaving the house very early for him, and then there was train chaos. Of course. And he slipped on ice right in front of our door, poor thing.

I did yoga and meditated in my studio because my husband was busy boiling water on the stove in the living room.

We ate breakfast and told each other what we had done the day before, there was crochet, and then the usual dishes.

I tried getting away early but failed. The weather was rather uncomfortable, relentless icy rain. My husband came back from his run before I left the house and reported that everything had melted in the meantime. Apart from one frozen patch where he had slipped and fallen. Both of them slightly hurt their hands but nothing serious.

I decided to cut my running short because I had other things to do as well:

I managed to step into several puddles, one for each foot, all the way in. My shoes are definitely not waterproof.

The one thing I hadn’t expected (though I should have) was this:

I was merrily running along (turns out I’m perfectly okay with 90-second running intervals these days), turned a corner, and was startled out of my thoughts. That whole bridge was iced over. So I held onto the railing for dear life (which gave me sopping wet gloves) and walked very slowly. And the same on the way back.

I came home, took a shower and then there was lunch:

I had a nice break with reading a chocolate and my video game and then I taught all the way through to dinnertime. My last student of the day rescheduled his lesson yet again, this time we’re going back to Thursdays. We’ll see how that goes.

I thought I could use those 45 minutes for something else but I was so brain-dead by then that I just read while eating dinner and then played some more Genshin.

I sat there playing a procrastinating the dishes for a while, getting more and more cranky because I still hadn’t written my cover brief. I knew I wouldn’t but I also didn’t want to do anything else instead. You know the drill.

I talked with the boy, I did Chinese, I started writing this post. I finally tackled the dishes after all, and I looked up train schedules for today.

This will be a full week, I can tell already.