Sunday, September 25, 2022

“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 922 (Sunday) – domestic mode

It was a day for chillin’, and not just the weather. With the fall session of belly dance class cancelled, the day was free. With no reason to leave the house, it became a day of domestic, umm, tranquility. The first plan was to lay on the couch and read all day, but the cooler weather inspired cooking, and Betty Crocker mode was fully activated instead.

Roasted deliciousness.
The laundry was started extra early to avoid the bedtime crunch and adrenaline surge of “crap the sheets are not on the bed.” A store roasted chicken was chopped for Winston’s food mix-in and the carcass put into the pot to start the bone broth. Brussel sprouts and broccoli were tossed in olive oil and balsamic vinegar and roasted. 

Kielbasa, cabbage, onion, and potatoes were sauteed in the activation of winter food mode. Cabbage and onion were chopped and a soup started with onion soup mix, water, milk, mixed frozen vegetables, and some of the roasted brussels sprouts and broccoli tossed in. Containers were filled for the freezer and the fridge. 

King of the couch.
While the kitchen experiments were underway with the heat generating kitchen appliances, efforts to get warm took a physical form. The chairs from the deck were taken into the shed for the season. Canine Overlord royal poop was harvested from the front and the back yards. Half the wild Evening Primrose along the deck property line was pulled, filling the yard waste bin. There was a brief flirtation with the idea of mowing, but it began to rain before the mowing commenced. The trash was packaged and set at the curb for Monday pickup.

Winston alternated between playing the go outside/come back inside game that keeps me on my toes, and swaddling himself in the blanket on the couch. For a smallish Canine Overlord, he can stretch out and take up a lot of real estate.

Wild wins it!! MYLEC Cup
Women's Tier Champions 2022.
Things got exciting a little after 7:00 p.m. when my sister texted to tell me my niece’s ball hockey team, which is in New Jersey at a tournament, was playing in the finals. The game streamed live, with an announcer and instant replay. I saw most of it on the laptop, and it was exciting to hear the announcer saying Sheridan's name throughout the two periods I saw. 

It was a fast-paced game, and my eyes were glued to the laptop screen watching #46. In the end, Watatic Wild won the first place trophy, ball caps, and banner for the National Ball Hockey League's first ever Women’s Tier Championship. Good work Wild! History in the making!

Despite being laundered at 9:00 a.m., at 9:00 p.m. the sheets are still not back on the bed. Hopefully, the adrenaline rush from watching the ball hockey final should propel the final household task.

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