Suffered Sunday

The day started like most Sundays lately. Slow to get moving. I was worried that I was going to have an unproductive day and miss out on my goals for the day. I had a carry-over goal of cleaning my ensuite that I was pretty sure from the outset wasn’t going to get done. I’m pretty awful at it because I dread washing the floor. I don’t know why, it only takes a few minutes but I have a mental block about it. The other goals included repotting the new plants into the new pots I bought for them, making some chicken and rice soup, and sweeping the basement. I didn’t eat anything in the morning but instead worked through my MSC challenges to try and get myself completely caught up going into a new week. By the time I got that done and finished fooling around on the computer it was half eleven and I decided to go and work on this soup. I’m not sure if I shared how to make it but I can. I’ll say that it includes two boxes of chicken stock, one of them of water. It has cut up celery and carrots but no onions (cause I hate them). It is finished with a fistful of rice and some chicken that is cooked the day before, chopped, and warmed up. Salt and pepper to taste. Which usually means a lot of pepper for me. It is hearty and delicious and those quantities make for a lot of leftovers to be enjoyed through the week.

Since I was a bit of a tear with the goals I went right after the plants. I had a sweater on and took them one at a time out to the deck to my patio table. I used some soil that I’d brought in a few days ago to allow it to warm and dry in the house before application. The lavender tree went into the large white pot that I should put on the floor in the living room and the other plant when in the shorter pot with the non-skid base and will live by the sink to replace the dead aloe vera plant that formerly resided there. Just like that I was done a second goal and there was only a minimal mess of spilled soil to deal with. I’m concerned with these that I’m going to water them improperly but I’m not sure which direction I’ll go, too much or too little. I guess we’ll see how it unfolds. I clambered back upstairs once all that was done for some midafternoon Musings. I had quite a few drafts to review and publish and when I’d got to the end of that it was late in the day. It was nearly dinner time. I considered having more soup but felt that would pushing it so I had the last Stouffer’s Bistro panini I had on hand with a bag of popcorn. Strange combination I agree but it filled me up enough that I didn’t worry about it. I went downstairs after that and put on the IT Crowd to distract my mind for a couple of hours. When I felt I should focus on other things I swept the basement to complete five of my six goals. The ensuite beat me this round. I watched YouTube instead and completely whiffed on bike club. I got myself to bed in short order, hoping to fall asleep ahead of any cinematic endeavour by the people next door.