Some Days are Like That
So I woke up late on Sunday morning and, as usual, checked Facebook on the off chance that one of my Fb friends or pages that I follow had posted anything of interest. I clicked on a few links, watched some videos and read a few online articles before checking WordPress to see if anyone had read my previous blog and hope against hope that someone had left a comment (no-one had). I read a couple of blogs that I follow, including Maria Popova’s blog Brain Pickings which arrives on a Sunday. After that, I played Sky Bridge Club’s daily challenge; didn’t win it, tried again later, still didn’t win it. Finally I checked my emails, not much there either.
Peter brought me breakfast in bed (sourdough bread and local “boerenkaas” cheese bought at the Karkloof Market on Saturday) and the Sunday papers, which I skimmed through, nothing of interest there.
So I decided to plan my day, I have urgent admin stuff to do, like pay some outstanding accounts and deal with some tax issues. Before I can do this though, I have to tidy the house! I have to have a clean slate from which I can tackle the stuff I really don’t want to do. I also need to plant some lettuce seedlings and get my micro-greens going again.
By the time I got out of bed it was midday. I made some potato salad for my mum (that wasn’t on my to do list but our home grown potatoes are starting to swamp the kitchen so it was essentially part of the tidying up process). I then tackled the bedroom and unearthed some magazines that looked unfamiliar. So I settled down with another cup of tea and a slice of almond tart (also from the market) to read them.
Back to tidying up; our bedroom, en suite bathroom and Alex’s room got tidied and all unwanted and homeless items were dumped on the dining room table. Then Kiera and I chatted on Skype and Peter poured me a whiskey and soda (the sun was about to go over the yardarm). I was still in my PJs.
So that was that; another whiskey, another slice of cake, Downton Abbey and sleep. The dining room table, admin and veggies forgotten. Mañana.