Though maybe not by the time you’re reading this.
That trip was pretty much at the forefront of my mind all day.
But first I woke up in the morning and had just slept all night with no coughing that I remembered. Yeah! Of course, then I started coughing and didn’t stop for most of the day. Annoying.
I wrote morning pages and decided I was too weak for writing or meditation or anything. Our morning routine is changing back to no wood stove in the mornings and that is throwing me off, of course. I mean, everything throws me off famously.
Husband and I talked a little over breakfast then I crocheted and read, did my usual internet rounds and then the boy was up. He might be vertical but he was not exactly coherent. He has reached the massive sniffling stage of the cold.
I did the few dishes there were, brushed my teeth and went out to the nearby supermarket. I bought almost everything we needed plus all the snacks.
Came back home very dizzy and weak, put the groceries away and went into the shower right away. And then there was another easy lunch:
I read quite a bit and had a discussion over text with a friend about weaving.
Then I got coaching where we had to state that I had reached not one of the goals I set myself three weeks ago but we also agreed that there were circumstances beyond my control. I’m still struggling with what and how much to expect of my self and how to deliver and , of course, with the pain that everything goes so much slower than it should.
I helped the boy think through his day and his packing list after teaching my first student where I proceeded to teach her a piece she had already learned the week before. Not because she didn’t get it but just because we did an online lesson the week before and I had forgotten to write things down. Oops.
Then I had a short break where I basically ate snacks and helped the boy rearrange his stuff fin his daypack so that it might actually fit.
I ate junk for dinner after the boy was gone and then taught another student. Then ate more junk, played Genshina and was too late later, duh.
The boy had gone to Munich to eat fast food for dinner, found his hotel room and told me about it.
I played some more, then saw a part of a BtS concert, I started this post and left the list for this moment.
Big, fat mojo for the boy in today’s exam!
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