random thoughts – Day 2,216 (Saturday) – a miss and a mystery

The morning included a trip next door to visit with Mom. Now that the weather is more civilized, we plan to resume our morning coffee visits which had been suspended during the winter cold. The funny part is, we learned this morning that each of us has cut back on coffee consumption. My recent fling with strep throat saw three consecutive days with no interest in coffee. When I felt better, my interest in coffee was greatly reduced and I scaled back how much is brewed each morning to minimize what gets dumped down the drain or into the plants.

Suddenly, the morning was gone and it was a mystery where it went. Any plans for the day were forgotten or cast aside if they involved any chance of spending money. I thought about low-budget entertainments and took action on none of them. I thought about trimming the undercarriage of the smallest hedge in front of the house. I thought about sewing. I thought about reading a book. Places in the yard that might be suitable for planting flowers and herbs were considered. 

None of the mulled topics received any sort of action beyond the confines of my skull. The main accomplishment was taking a walk to the mailbox and getting another book from the neighborhood Little Library. I took the long route back home for a change of scenery and it was 19 minutes of walking. Last fall’s personal best was 13 minutes round trip on the shorter direct route.

Not very tasty supper.

Dinner was cooked after a crazy train of thought. I saw the avocado on the counter and thought rice and beans might be good to go with it. Rice was made. Somewhere between the pantry where the beans and salsa live and the spice cabinet next to the stove, things shifted from a Mexican inspired meal to Indian. I ended up cooking chicken with tandoor masala spices, onion, and mixed frozen veggies to go with the rice. 

There was plenty for supper and leftovers, but unfortunately, it was not very good and it seemed I had wasted a bunch of ingredients. Such is the cost of cooking without consulting a recipe, Internet advice, or having any sort of a clue. Live and learn. Maybe I can administer some sort of culinary first aid to the leftovers to make it more interesting.

Ceiling light spots.

Around 7:00, the sun streamed through the open curtains in the back windows and caught the prisms on a hanging piece that has been temporarily hung on the corner of a mirror. It cast spots of light on the ceiling and walls. The effect was amusing, or I’m easily entertained, but I sat there looking at my sunshine and prism ceiling lights until they were gone.

As suddenly and mysteriously as the morning was gone, the whole day was gone. It keeps happening. Time is flying by, it’s been 9.5 months without a job (or any hope of one) and I’m doing very little beside taking up space but I’m not bored yet.