Family Day

Despite the struggle to start sleeping sooner I was still up at a decent hour. It was eight when I leaped from my bed with such a clatter I’m sure the neighbours wondered what was the matter. The ones that live there normally, the ones who come and go all week, sleeping next door half the nights and their guests who stayed over last night. People are not even close to respecting the stay at home order. I’ll continue to do my part and try to lead by example. Just the way that this tangent has led me back around to talk about breaking my fast. Because I’d had such a weak dinner my tummy was hungry today and I started making a meal like a hungry person. Bacon was fried, so were three eggs. Cheese is in there and so was some sriracha ranch dipping sauce which quickly got lost in the fray. Not as lost as the sausage patties though. I started cooking them in the microwave and completely forgot about them for over an hour after I finished knocking back these two beauty breakfast bundles. I was going to have some avocado too but when I opened the last one I saw it was rotten and brown all the way through. It was actually firm again. It was all kinds of gross.

I kept up my strong momentum and started another item from the list, chicken soup. I carefully washed and chopped up a mound of celery and carrots. Good thing, because half the celery was rotting. It was two weeks older than the avocado so that made sense to me. While the stock, water, and vegetables were hanging out in the pot I slipped away to clean all the elements of the powder room by the front door. I carefully carved up some radish to encourage its usage. I had to buy an entire bag for just one. It was not worth it. When the rice went into the soup I darter downstairs to give the basement bathroom the same treatment. If you’re keeping score you’ll know that I have seen to all four of my four bathrooms in the last day or so. It’s a nice feeling. Shortly after the soup was done I got in contact with the Meat Man, because the young Prince really wanted to see me play Super Mario on my NES classic. I boxed up the considerable volume of soup and we were off.

I had the tripod already setup for that from previously in the week and easily took the time to play that for 40 minutes or so. I learned that I’m terrible at Nintendo and also that FaceTime sucks. It kept freezing and lagging. Couldn’t have been much fun to watch. He wanted to show me his Mario Lego and then it was time to do other things. I fired up my computer and started into the next item on my list, Musings. Well, I took care of two days of MSC challenges first. After posting a few Musings I decided to take a break and found myself feeding my troublesome addiction instead. Scene missing. Hours passed and it was half six by the time the iPad died this time. I’m in deep now, probably $35-40 deep. I need to stop! I broke it off to eat. I had a very large bowl of soup for my second meal. I realized that it had been nearly ten hours between meals. I doubt that is good, not as good as the soup anyways.

I overcooked the rice and added some radish garnish for crunch but it wasn’t very noticeable. It was a bit bland again too, I’ll have to spice it up next time. After eating I finished my Musings catch up while listening to the Leaf game on the “radio”. TSN has the game so I can’t watch and have to listen online to their radio feed. That’s fine since it is Joe Bowen. When the game wrapped up, so did I, in my covers.