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jaeleslie at 10:59am on 01/04/2004
jaeleslie at 10:59am on 01/04/2004Today I am not out of the house by ten. That I am settling into anything like a workday by the stroke of eleven is a minor miracle (wrought of course by endless training and hard effort). With herculean strain (and only 1000 mg acetominophen) I have fed myself, and a couple of hours remain to fritter away before a trip to the gym. A beautiful spring day, with the grass at least greening although the trees are holding off, gray.
Yesterday after the strenuous morning and a bit of rest I got a little painting done, completely forgetting about making dinner until the boys were bursting in the door; and today am faced with the necessity of possibly spoiling it with an experimental application of some kind of varnish.
Dinner was baked chicken with dressing and gravy, romanesco & broccoli from last fall's harvest in the freezer, and a big batch of pineapple-banana-coconut muffins. Tonight will be spaghetti with marinara sauce, green salad and fruit salad.
I have a lot of this-and-that to do before the art fair on Saturday, no more miscellaneous than usual. We do not have great hopes for this spring event, which is never as good a sale for us as the autumn one, but the mall has lost seven stores in the last year which means either we will bring in a lot more customers or that the place will be more deserted than usual. Trying to read the entrails of these things as economic indicators never works until after the money is counted. Engage autopilot.
Yesterday after the strenuous morning and a bit of rest I got a little painting done, completely forgetting about making dinner until the boys were bursting in the door; and today am faced with the necessity of possibly spoiling it with an experimental application of some kind of varnish.
Dinner was baked chicken with dressing and gravy, romanesco & broccoli from last fall's harvest in the freezer, and a big batch of pineapple-banana-coconut muffins. Tonight will be spaghetti with marinara sauce, green salad and fruit salad.
I have a lot of this-and-that to do before the art fair on Saturday, no more miscellaneous than usual. We do not have great hopes for this spring event, which is never as good a sale for us as the autumn one, but the mall has lost seven stores in the last year which means either we will bring in a lot more customers or that the place will be more deserted than usual. Trying to read the entrails of these things as economic indicators never works until after the money is counted. Engage autopilot.