It’s been a quiet day at the Zedary. While we were drinking coffee this morning, LT mentioned that coal buckets needed filling, so he’d do it and … I don’t know, various other weekendish household things, and I thought yes, I’ll come and help and nothing quite happened, on my part. But a while later, I gathered a few resources of enthusiasm together and suggested we go and do it Right Now – he already had. We debated what we needed in the way of food for the weekend and, since I went out and bought whole lots of vegetables the other day, when I was full of get-up-and-go, we decided we didn’t really need anything but butter (and that was only because I’d made cake), and he set out on a butter-buying expedition.
I scrubbed two of the chickens’ drinkers and I emptied the bins. I made soup for lunch. I turned out my bag, looking for my bank card, which I finally found on the floor (I hadn’t panicked, I was sure I hadn’t lost it) and, if I’ve done anything else useful today, I’m not sure what …. I dug up two leeks as my part in the preparation of tonight’s minestrone soup. LT did all the rest, I just ate it in all its deliciousness. Tomorrow, soufflé (which autocorrected as shuffle) and more soup. And more vegetables, come to that.
Might have a smidgen more verve then too, I’ve just been so lazy. Not that I have any problem with that, obvs.
Good heavens, it’s nearly ten o’clock. Time I was getting some totally unearned rest, innit.