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January 26th.
Know the feeling? I have a constant low grade episode of spuddling going on. I mean well, but just not getting very much done. What I am really enjoying these days is sleeping way too late, nearly every day. And when I do get up, I don't get active for quite a long time. There are newspapers to be perused. There are games I need to play. By the time I am sufficiently awake, it is 2:00 and therefore time to get Janet dressed and on her way to our daily (almost) walk.
Rather than belabor my failures, I will share that I have been sewing, albeit, not well. I made rosemary asiago cheese bread. There are fresh Veneto tangelo cornmeal cookies with dried cherries filling my mom's belly. I began to reorganize and take stock of what is going on in my bedroom closet. The room is still a mess, but I didn't really get focused on it until this evening.
And, in the spirit of trying to get to sleep earlier and hence getting up earlier, I will make this missal short.
Spuddling, great word. Bread looks yummy
ReplyDeleteSpuddling. Is that what happens before you end up horging(origin unknown)?
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