Today started late, with me going back to sleep after Bear got up for college. I finally surfaced around 10.15am, with no inclination to do anything, so just grabbed my robe and made my way downstairs to see what food there was. I’m supposed to be making fish chowder today, but even the thought is making me feel nauseous.
Having burnt the toast (I like it that way) I finally managed to vacuum downstairs, not really difficult with an open plan kitchen/diner/family room, just extend the vacuum pole fully and stand in the middle of the room. Easy. So at least I did something productive today. Still have to do upstairs, but it can wait until I’m in the mood, and I’ve just noticed the kitchen floor needs a good scrub… ugh.!
UPDATE: Bear came home an hour and a half earlier than normal, bringing kibbeling with him. Best start to a day in ages. I finally managed to get my butt in gear around 2pm and with Bear’s help changed the bed, vacuumed upstairs and finally got on with making chowder. So it’s been a fairly productive day, even though I started late. 🙂
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