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butterflydreaming) wrote2010-07-11 06:39 pm
butterflydreaming) wrote2010-07-11 06:39 pm
Make the best of the rest of Sunday
It's Sunday evening, the sun is still shining (and will for hours yet), but I am feeling that "Aaah! It's almost Monday!" dread that I felt in kid school days. I hated school. Maybe I hated it more for stealing that last part of my weekend, too.
But there are hours more left of Sunday, I tell myself. I don't have to even think about work until I get there, over twelve hours from now. It doesn't suck *that* much, I tell myself.
Haven't eaten much of anything today due to the heat diminishing my appetite. Now I am past hungry, but still wish I could skip eating. We bought a lot of potatoes before the heat rolled in. I worry about them sprouting & going bad, but don't know a lot of hot weather cooking that involves potatoes. I loved them baked, roasted, or made into soup or stew. Hot weather = like, salad. Cous cous with haloumi cheese and maybe falafel. Hoagies.
Hmm. Idaho Potato Commission has a bunch of potato salad recipes, nicely presented on a nifty website. D has never eaten potato salad! He doesn't like pickles or onion, and I don't like hard boiled eggs, and that makes it difficult to find a recipe.
I don't want to cook or even go out for groceries. I don't *have* to cook or do the shopping; he doesn't expect it. If I don't go to the grocery store, though, we will end up both eating late and out at some restaurant still open. It's too easy and we can't afford to do that.
I got about 500 words writing this morning, which lately is a good word count. Touya-Yue scene (fanfic) that is still in progress. I could stand to take a break, a short one to figure out if I want to go back to write an earlier part tonight or if the boys tell me where their discussion goes from where we left off.
But there are hours more left of Sunday, I tell myself. I don't have to even think about work until I get there, over twelve hours from now. It doesn't suck *that* much, I tell myself.
Haven't eaten much of anything today due to the heat diminishing my appetite. Now I am past hungry, but still wish I could skip eating. We bought a lot of potatoes before the heat rolled in. I worry about them sprouting & going bad, but don't know a lot of hot weather cooking that involves potatoes. I loved them baked, roasted, or made into soup or stew. Hot weather = like, salad. Cous cous with haloumi cheese and maybe falafel. Hoagies.
Hmm. Idaho Potato Commission has a bunch of potato salad recipes, nicely presented on a nifty website. D has never eaten potato salad! He doesn't like pickles or onion, and I don't like hard boiled eggs, and that makes it difficult to find a recipe.
I don't want to cook or even go out for groceries. I don't *have* to cook or do the shopping; he doesn't expect it. If I don't go to the grocery store, though, we will end up both eating late and out at some restaurant still open. It's too easy and we can't afford to do that.
I got about 500 words writing this morning, which lately is a good word count. Touya-Yue scene (fanfic) that is still in progress. I could stand to take a break, a short one to figure out if I want to go back to write an earlier part tonight or if the boys tell me where their discussion goes from where we left off.