Sunday being quiet

[wiseheart]

... is a good thing, especially right before the next cleaning frenzy. Sometimes I have the feeling that my life is a precarious balance from one big cleaning to the next one. Not how I've imagined retirement, but I haven't imagined Covid turning our lives upside down, either.

Anyway, I did some writing, some cooking, rearranged another part of my craft cupboard (still not satisfied with that part) and helped Mum prepare the flat for the holy cleaning.

Yeah, I know. Boring like hell. But at least without problems (for the time being).