YewNeedle of Flourish

I had a really hard time going to sleep last night. I pat myself on the back because instead of lying there stewing about with thoughts of anxiety, I first employed some EFT tapping techniques and then read a light novel on my phone for awhile. I went to sleep sometime after 2. So that meant I had to sleep late, and as a result my day didn't go quite as I had planned. It's really hot again, so I stayed inside. I baked a Victoria sandwich cake flavored with orange and lemon zest, and filled with raspberry jam and buttercream. I also took a chicken apart and made broth. I had a Zoom call with Moonmoth and the Nonesuch. Part of the point was to sing Happy Birthday to Moonmoth, a couple of days early. Alas, I couldn't virtually pass her a slice of cake, but I enjoyed my piece. I had intended to make soup for dinner, but didn't have time because of the sleeping late. Instead we just had the remains of the veggies and rice, and a bit of the chicken. My stomach is feeling okay, in spite of having eaten cake, so I may be getting better. After eating all this bland food with me, the Sparrowhawk is yearning for pizza. We might have to get some tomorrow, and if I don't feel up to it, I can always make soup instead. After dinner, I went out and gave the plants a rather cursory watering. It didn't feel too hot any more. It was summery but pleasant.