Win some, you lose some
The laundry is washed and now hangs on the line — first outdoor laundry since last fall! A Sign of Spring! This makes me happy.
A batch of biscotti has been finished. (Didn’t get its second bake yesterday.)
A couple of emails have been written, two others replied to.
A new batch of playdough is done.
The bathroom has had its quick morning scrub.
The dog has had a 45-minute walk.
I chatted with the husband and the youngest daughter while they had breakfast. (We all make our own; I eat later.)
I have — OF COURSE — had my morning cup of tea, though. Maybe even two of them… 🙂
Last night’s dinner dishes have been taken from the drying rack and put away.
Dinner is made and in the slow cooker.
And it’s… 7:42.
In the MORNING.
The SAME morning.
This is AMAZING!
This is PRODUCTIVE!!
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This is what happens when you wake at 4:15 a.m.
I’m guessing all this amazing productivity will be stone-cold dead about 6:30 this evening. The only question is whether I’ll make it to bed before falling asleep, or whether I’ll be face-down in my slow-cooked dinner…
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It's Not All Mary Poppins 
No comment on the early rising except that for me, insomnia is a sign of hormone imbalance. Yes, I just called you unbalanced, in a manner of speaking. 😉
But I had to smile about the laundry. I also live in Ottawa and I have been hanging laundry out every day this week. I’m like a woman possessed; I almost INVENT laundry at this time of year so I can hang it on the line. Something about putting on the gumboots to trudge out across the muddy, snowy yard to hang up the laundry in that beautiful sunshine…GLORIOUS!! It makes me feel good all day long when I hang out a load or two in the morning!
I hear you. My back yard is the size of a pocket-handkerchief, so no gumboots necessary: all I have to do is step out the back porch onto the teeny wooden stoop that houses one end of the laundry line. It ends a whopping 10 feet away, so one load is all I get out. And yes! It feels WONDERFUL!
My occasional insomnia is hormonal. The early rising is caused by the super-bright therapy lights I use for mild SAD. A week of 30-minute sessions in the fall, and my wake-time is cranked by a full hour, sometimes 90 minutes, from my usual 6 am start. When I stop using the light, which I might even do this week, it’s been SO SUNNY, it’ll take another week before I’m back to 6 am wakings. Every year.
You’re like the Army, more done by 7:00 am than most people do all day.
And isn’t this weather amazing?! I’m not keeping my hopes up that it’ll last or at the very least we won’t get another dump of snow in the next few weeks but man that sunshine is sweet.
🙂
I was saying that until this week, but I’m actually starting to waver on that… It’s always been my contention that you can’t rely on spring’s arrival in Ottawa until after April 15, though. So we’ll see!
You are a freak. (That is meant kindly.)
Thank you. I love you, too.
From my left-handedness to my unusual name to my sorta-rare blood type, through a few other quirks, I’ve always liked being a little unusual. This is only one of any number of things. 🙂
What are you making in the slow-cooker??
Maraq. It’s a beef stew from Somalia that I got from one of my favourite cookbooks, Extending the Table. It’s not officially a slow-cooker recipe, but any stew works in a slow-cooker!