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Last night, for no apparent reason, I woke up after only a couple of hours and couldn't go back to sleep. I was up for a very long time. I decided that since I felt like crap anyway, I would proceed with the cataloging of my old notebooks. I haven't found the final version of the story I was looking for, but I did find notes for the ending that should be enough to reconstruct it, so that's good. Finally the Sparrowhawk came in search of me and coaxed me to go back to bed and give sleep another try. I dreamed that my mother had just died. Her body was in the house, and I couldn't take being in there with her, so I was sitting out on the front lawn in my pajamas, waiting for the funeral home people to arrive. I woke up feeling sad. I wished that I could just see some of my mother's clothes again and touch them. In real life, Mr. Science and the Duchess got rid of all my parents' clothes very quickly. Then I remembered that I had some of her scarves. So I've been wearing one of them today--a very old blue silk scarf with a map of Argentina printed on it.

The sun was shining, and the temperature was well above freezing, and there was a merry music of snow melting and trickling off the eaves, so in spite of all that, I managed to keep my spirits up. The Sparrowhawk and I went out and attacked the ridge at the end of the driveway. We wanted to clear it away before it melted and then froze again into impenetrable ice. We got the top layer shoveled off
so the sun could penetrate down to the bottom of it. By the end of the day, the pavement of the driveway and the sidewalk was perfectly clear. We still have massive snow stupas on each side of the driveway, but they've sort of slumped in the sun. We saw Irish heading into his driveway. He said he was kept on the hop today with customers whose rain gutters have been pulled off the house by the weight of ice.

I got the Sparrowhawk's laundry put away, and half of mine. I made us some hamburgers, baked potatoes, broccoli, and a chopped salad with avocado and lemon. I am definitely too tired now.

all the hugs

Date: 2021-02-24 06:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] siriosa
i hope all that work means you'll sleep deep and long tonight.

Date: 2021-02-24 03:58 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] oracne
I need to make more of an effort for dinner. I've been doing things like a bowl of cereal with milk.

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