So, trying to plan out meals for one comes with its challenges. And then, also, there’s trying to create variety, and also manage waste by using up what’s on hand. Continue reading “Managing the menu”
Tag: coping
Feeling ‘Blah’
Let me preface this with: I’m not sick. As I write this (versus when this posts – who knows by then), I haven’t been within six feet, ten feet, 25 feet of anyone, in ages.
So it’s not that. No worries there.
But I’m tired. Tired and sad and just blah.
(Real time update: I have been near other people – my family – on a limited basis. And that was so nice. Nevertheless I have a fresh dose of blah going on.)
This morning I overslept. I got my workout (Wii run) midday because I have this list to work through, and because I have a daily goal to meet, and then I made myself do the weights in the afternoon because seriously, if I didn’t move I might have just put my head down and slept.
I considered dumping more caffeine into my system, even knowing that afternoon caffeine would mess me up tonight, but my eye has been twitchy since lunchtime and so… nope.
It’s 5:30 pm as I write this. I’m 1800 steps from my 10k target and 4300 from my actual goal for the day and I want to go to bed now.
Which I am not going to do. In fact I bet if I strip the bed, I’ll have enough whites to do a load of laundry. And that will both make me move a little, and make me stay up at least long enough to put the bed back together.
Ech. Why do I feel so blah?
I feel like I’m underwater today so I thought I’d pull an image where that was a good thing… An awesome thing… An awesome time!
Maybe I just need an adventure?
Or something.
Also IRL yesterday was Julie’s birthday and I flubbed it. Sorry sweetie! Hope it was happy! 🎂
A second list
It’s 6 weeks of isolation for me as I write this – it would be closer to 8 but I was the last member of my team elected to be in an office before everyone was sent home to work. Which broke my prior streak of solo existence.
By the time this is scheduled to post, it probably will be more than 8 weeks. Continue reading “A second list”
Weekend plans: a week of meals
So obviously I’m not going anywhere. So what to do, what to do?
Well, after my workout(s), I fish around to the bottom of my freezer for what needs to get used, then start prepping meals for the week to come. Continue reading “Weekend plans: a week of meals”
Not everything about lifted restrictions will be good
I have been losing weight (in a healthy, boring, portion-control-plus-exercise kind of way) while we are in collective quarantine.
Don’t get me wrong. Every time I see a Popeye’s commercial Continue reading “Not everything about lifted restrictions will be good”
For the dog lovers
You love your dog. Omigosh, of course you do. Yours is the sweetest, bestest dog ever. Who could NOT love a sweet baby like yours? Continue reading “For the dog lovers”
Color
In which more coloring books have arrived and I’m self-entertaining in the evenings.
I had a couple of coloring books over the years – stress-relieving designs and whatnot. A little filler of an afternoon, every now and then.
Well, pandemic. No games and no outings and lots of boredom and stress. Not to mention not having a church bulletin to doodle upon.
So there has been coloring. Books full of it.
While some of them have gone way up in price, and none of them are rush-order essential when Amazon and Walmart are doing their darnedest to keep us in food and whatnot – there were still some fairly inexpensive ones. It turns out some of those I’ve had before but whatever, they pass the time.
So much so that I’m wearing down my pencils! Continue reading “Color”
What I want
I want to hug my sister and my BIL and my dear, beautiful, delightful nieces.
I want to hug my parents. I want to have them over for dinner, to sit and chat and enjoy each other’s company. Continue reading “What I want”
‘In’ for my run
On days when I don’t drag myself out of bed in time to do it before my workday starts, I try to go out stay in for my run at lunchtime.
It continues to be surreal
I’m sure I’m not the only one having these moments.
Not the only woman who has a hot flash and wonders if it’s the start of a fever. (Of course not. Don’t be silly.) Continue reading “It continues to be surreal”
