Sultry Saturday

I slowly emerged from a thick and heavy sleep around seven but wasn’t able to get my feet under me until closer to eight. I was in no rush. I had several prospective things I wanted to accomplish over the course of the day but knew in my heart that I would be hard-pressed to do any of them. In no particular order, I wanted to catch up on Musings, I’d squandered some early week momentum in the back half. I wanted to raise up the mower and do a light trim, the weeds were getting fairly rampant and I was concerned about stressing the grass. We’ve not had regular rain and after last summer I’m gun shy and worried that it will burn off again. I wanted to make an elaborate breakfast using the instant pastry I had in the fridge for a week. And I wanted to work on the boat, namely to finally finish removing the foam from the one side of the seats. It is a pretty good sized list but I figured it was for the entire weekend, and still knew that I wouldn’t do it all. My lack of motivation that has multiplied in the pandemic is astounding. I’m getting genuinely concerned about my recovery to regular laziness. Rather than tie into that list, the first thing I did was set about clearing my MSC challenges from the last week. I sparked up my audiobook, assume it is running for most of the rest of the morning. I’d been caught up last Sunday on the challenges so only have a handful to deal with. Only a couple Expert level tests slowed me up. I knocked all these out ahead of ten. I was starting to feel the void within me growing and deigned to stuff some food into it. Since one of the items on my list was to tackle those pastries I did just that. I started off the way I would a breakfast burrito, with four strips of bacon sizzled until crispy and then two chorizo sausages mashed up. My four egg scramble was then added along with the crushed up bacon. Top that mixture with cheese and you’re done the filling. For Pilsbury Grands you put some cheese and a 1/4 cup of filling at the wide end and roll it up, tucking in the sides. For Pilsbury Crescents you do the same but with a teaspoon of filling. Cook the pastry as the packaging instructs, cool, and enjoy. I decided to enjoy on my deck with some water, raspberry lemonade and a Blue Colt.

It was just starting to get steamy out when I’d finished and I was feeling very relaxed with a full belly and from the nicotine. I was so relaxed that I found myself feeling sleepy and got to my bed in time to pass out for a nice nap. Not a long one, but a deep one. I had to find my place in the audiobook upon waking and continue my day. I played some HomeScapes to avoid getting up and doing anything productive. I was going to go get the mail but my brain felt it was going to be too sticky by now so decided to just languish for a few minutes. Closer to two I re-heated some of the leftovers from breakfast and descended into the lair. The audiobook went off at this point and I settled in with my lunch to watch the new Bo Burnham special, Inside. I enjoyed it, it was very creative and somewhat alarming. It was like watching someone try really hard to go crazy. I hope he’s alright, he has an interesting perspective that we shouldn’t lose. Since I was locked in at this point I decided to explore some more psychological thrilling stuff and watched the movie Glass, which I hadn’t yet seen. I’d watched the first two films in this series and felt I should see the finale. It left me in a strange mood. I had an ice cream sandwich to calm myself and then jumped into Rocknrolla. I’d seen it before but the teaser and the time that had passed since made me want to rewatch it. I didn’t regret it. It ended just ahead of ten and I went to bed. I fell asleep shortly after listening to my audiobook.