EnglishIvy of Zenith
Jun. 13th, 2025 07:13 pmYay, the Prussian was allowed to go home today. Tomorrow, Tron and the Lumberjack will arrive at our house, bringing sandwiches from our favorite coffee shop. It's very exciting to think of seeing them, because they haven't been here since Tron started cancer treatment last year. She has been adjuring me not to do a lot of work, but to take it easy so I'm fully recuperated for the trip next week. I'd like to ignore this kind advice, but I don't think I could even if I wanted to. The Sparrowhawk and I seem to run out of gas so easily of late. We have managed to put sheets on the beds. Our biggest accomplishment of the day was to go to the farmers market and finally obtain the first of the long-awaited strawberries to share with the kids. Both of us ordered new shoes, and they came in the mail and seem to be suitable. Mine are another pair of New Balance 990s, my favorite. The Sparrowhawk decided his hands-free Kiziks weren't sturdy enough for cobblestones, and is trying some hands-free Skechers. Otherwise, I'm struggling with the usual packing problem: the balance between wanting plenty of convenient things, and not wanting to carry all those things. It's only a week. I could theoretically take some shirts and underwear in a paper bag. But I don't want my appearance to be any more eccentric than it usually is. I'm trying to make up my mind to NOT take my laptop with me. It could be an intervention. Prove I'm not addicted!
Weather predictions indicate it will be in the 90s all week along the Danube. SIGH. I wish I could go to Europe sometime when they're not having a heat wave. I'm feeling so discouraged because none of the things I hope to get done so everything around my house would seem nice to me and so I could show off to the kids--hey, look how great things are since the last time you came!--are happening. Ever since that ill-fated trip to Pittsburgh, it's just been a whole lot of nope around here. I'm trying to keep my spirits up, but they do droop occasionally. I'm grateful to my peonies and to my white rosebush for blooming anyway. That is some comfort.
We finished off the potato salad from Sunday, along with some tomatoes and some eggs with mushrooms, cheese, and corn for dinner. I cut up a box of strawberries. We've been going to bed early, and perhaps will do so again. It doesn't always work, because sometimes we wake up in the middle of the night, but it seems very luxurious in theory.
Weather predictions indicate it will be in the 90s all week along the Danube. SIGH. I wish I could go to Europe sometime when they're not having a heat wave. I'm feeling so discouraged because none of the things I hope to get done so everything around my house would seem nice to me and so I could show off to the kids--hey, look how great things are since the last time you came!--are happening. Ever since that ill-fated trip to Pittsburgh, it's just been a whole lot of nope around here. I'm trying to keep my spirits up, but they do droop occasionally. I'm grateful to my peonies and to my white rosebush for blooming anyway. That is some comfort.
We finished off the potato salad from Sunday, along with some tomatoes and some eggs with mushrooms, cheese, and corn for dinner. I cut up a box of strawberries. We've been going to bed early, and perhaps will do so again. It doesn't always work, because sometimes we wake up in the middle of the night, but it seems very luxurious in theory.