Ah, Sunday. My second favorite day of the week. Saturday,
you’re still number one in my book with no work, and still another free day to follow,
but isolation day 20 / Sunday Three was pretty good.
Today's garbage soup. |
The Sunday routine has shifted with no dance class. Instead
of driving and dancing and driving and grocery shopping and cooking, it’s now coffee
and laundry and Netflix and cooking. The cooking started with an easy sautee of onions, zucchini, and garlic, plus egg noodles and other leftover stuff added to chicken and butternut squash soup pulled from the freezer for
this week’s fresh version of garbage soup.
There was a moment of tech wizardry when I finally unboxed the keyboard and mouse that arrived Saturday and set them up for work on Monday (which is fancy talk for putting in the batteries and making sure they work).
Today also got a bit earthy with some yard work in the pleasant
weather. There was the raking of the leaves generously donated last year by the neighbor’s
tree and ignored last fall. There was spreading of mulch, bought in bags last year
and never opened, which has worked out well for me this year. The wire fencing of
a couple years ago that was taken down for winter and then never put up last year was retrieved and put up to keep the dogs out of the flower beds in the front yard
and near the shed in the back yard. Now I have the flimsy (and likely false) perception
of protection for the irises, bleeding hearts, and peony. At least when I look out to
the back yard while standing at the kitchen sink it looks much neater.
It really didn’t take much time or much effort to make the
yard look a tiny bit like I care. The next task will take more effort – the
stepping stones in the back yard need to be reset. They are sunken and overgrown
with grass. It’s been a losing battle for three summers running.
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