I am not an early riser. I would like to be, but I usually have a baby that opposes my plans. This year though, I have some early morning commitments. I thought I would be able to shift my entire schedule and start going to bed earlier every night, and getting up early every day. I don’t think that things are going to work that way just yet. It’s difficult to finish up the end of our day and get the older boys to bed, and it’s nearly impossible to sneak out of my bedroom in the morning without Job. So, I think I am just going to have some extra sleepy days: two cups of coffee days.
Today is a very sleepy day for me so I am just going to make a quick list:
Jonny surprised me the other day with a very practical and timely gift (my jet stream is finished!), a new set of blocking pins. I love them, and am very proud of Jonny’s ability to walk out of a yarn store without a single skein of yarn.
Awhile back, Alicia mentioned that she had watched all of the Restoration Home series and loved it. Jonny and I have both become totally hooked over the past couple of months (we watch on YouTube). We make good-natured fun of the show almost the entire time we watch it. There are definite themes: small families renovating enormous crumbling mansions in the hopes of turning them into “family homes,” running out of funds, and getting off Shedule. (Yes, we pronounce it “Shedule” now.) It’s all extremely thrilling and dramatic. We LOVE it. But maybe they should feature some of the reverse: enormous families attempting to renovate tiny crumbling farmhouses.
I am attempting to make Jun tea. My friend Jaime took Sarah’s Jun scoby home and has been saving it. She brought it to me earlier this week and I started my first batch. I have never made a fermented beverage with a scoby before, so I kind of have no clue if it looks right, or is really working. I have done water kefir, but that’s a little different. Anyway, I’m going to do my best. Sarah always served Jun with dinner when we visited and my kids all love it. Though it makes me cry to think it, and to write it, I am overwhelmed by the gifts from Sarah. They keep coming. I try to focus on the gifts rather than how much I miss her.
My first day teaching preschool went really well, considering it was the first day. It was exhausting, but I’m already looking forward to next week. I couldn’t help but think of how much I wished Sarah was there, but of course then I wouldn’t be. That’s a hard one.
I have developed an ice cream habit. Two years ago, if asked, I would have answered that I don’t really like ice cream. I’m not sure what happened. Probably just sugar addiction, plain and simple. If pie was an option every single night, I’d probably have a pie habit. I keep saying, “That’s my last pint.” But then I just happen to be on that aisle, and they just happen to be on sale. I start physical therapy for my poor back and pelvis this week (still not the same after having a ten+ pound baby!) and maybe it will motivate me to cut the sugar.