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wiseheartOne would think Sunday was predestined to have peace and quiet and generally the day of rest. One would be mistaken.
I had to take down the laundered clothes in the morning and put them away.
Then I had to take care of several things in the kitchen; small things, as I don't have to actually cook for today and tomorrow, but time-consuming nonetheless.
Then I had to put the books we decided to keep back into the safe-after-all bookshelf and get rid of the rest. That, again, cost me a considerable amount of time and effort, especially as my back and arms still hurt from the food runs of yesterday. (I opted to make only two runs; in exchange I had to carry more stuff.)
Then I had to take out the vacuum cleaner and empty it, as the cleaning lady is coming tomorrow. Wearing a mask was actually a blessing with this. I'll have to pile every removable thing onto every available surface later on, so that the cleaning lady can move around freely and do her job.
Add the usual Mum duty and you'll admit that this particular Sunday had nothing to do with peace and quiet. Or with resting. Well, at least I got to watch the German version of the GBBO. That's always a delight. And I managed to squeeze in half an hour of writing. Not much, but I've learned to appreciate small blessings.
I had to take down the laundered clothes in the morning and put them away.
Then I had to take care of several things in the kitchen; small things, as I don't have to actually cook for today and tomorrow, but time-consuming nonetheless.
Then I had to put the books we decided to keep back into the safe-after-all bookshelf and get rid of the rest. That, again, cost me a considerable amount of time and effort, especially as my back and arms still hurt from the food runs of yesterday. (I opted to make only two runs; in exchange I had to carry more stuff.)
Then I had to take out the vacuum cleaner and empty it, as the cleaning lady is coming tomorrow. Wearing a mask was actually a blessing with this. I'll have to pile every removable thing onto every available surface later on, so that the cleaning lady can move around freely and do her job.
Add the usual Mum duty and you'll admit that this particular Sunday had nothing to do with peace and quiet. Or with resting. Well, at least I got to watch the German version of the GBBO. That's always a delight. And I managed to squeeze in half an hour of writing. Not much, but I've learned to appreciate small blessings.
