I am having a week of staycation, and have plans to do all sorts of
productive little home improvement projects. Instead, I have been “Ye of Little
Energy” for the last few days. Early on yesterday morning, I started to work on
my current sewing project, but was all too easily discouraged, and after about
ten minutes, I decided that “maybe later” would be a better time to do it. So
instead, I did several old NYT crossword puzzles that I had been saving for a
rainy day.
It wasn’t raining, but
there you are - I was feeling extraordinarily slothful.
Then I read a book, and a silly mystery
at that. Not at all something uplifting or improving. Even knitting seemed too
strenuous. Then I sat around feeling guilty about doing so much of
nothing.
Today, I was determined
to not totally fritter yet another day.
I went to church, where I met our newest parishioner, Julia – just
arrived from under a cabbage leaf or wherever it is that babies come from.
Her big sister Ella is not quite sure
what to make of it all, and seemed a teensy bit disgruntled at her new status
in life.
“Big Sister” can be a
difficult role at first, I would imagine.
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Ella and her new sister Julia |
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Alexandra is expecting to become a big sister soon too. |
On the way home from church I called Dakki and asked her to
come for dinner and to watch a couple of Rumpole episodes.
That way, I would be forced to at least
get moving enough to prepare something for her to eat.
I would also have to go to the store to
get something to prepare it with.
After doing the crossword puzzle, I forced myself into a semblance of action, and made a dinner which included
this corn salad. It was quite quick and quite yummy.
Then Dakki, Margaret, and I enjoyed watching poor Rumpole in his perpetual skirmishes with boorish judges and “She Who Must Be Obeyed.” I plan to be energy itself tomorrow. We’ll see. One can only hope.
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Dakki and Margaret enjoying Rumpole |
2 comments:
Always enjoy your lazy day blogs,even though I don't consider relaxing the same as being lazy.
See you Thursday barring complications.
Nothing wrong with a "grace matin", or even a "grace semaine". Sometimes our bodies just require peace and inactivity in order to rejuvenate themselves. The to-do list will still be there, and indeed certain tasks may even evaporate over time, at least I would like to think so.
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