What can I say about today except that it was quintessentially Monday, as dastardly a day that ever had the chance to draw its fangs upon my hapless person and leech out of me, every ounce of activity that could be crammed in a day.
That my day was choke full of being busy without a moments rest would be an almost accurate way of putting things, though highly lacking in perspective, because it drained out my manna, most indescribably so..yet I sit fresh faced and dewy eyed, not because I want to sleep but because I'm scared of looking over at my shoulder and finding some work that I've left pending and then rush to finish it.
Top it with the need and urgency to finish my story before weekend, that made me want to compartmentalize my every chore, making a sort of mind stack of things that have to done and are done.
This is a stressful time for me, not least because I've guests arriving in less than a week but because I've a good many things that need be done in time.
There's a fair amount of cooking involved as well.
I've to cook up Christmas gifts, something I do every year, that I'll do this year as well and it needs time management, but clubbed with it are other sweets and savories that have to be prepared before the arrival of some beloved family members and time is of the essence.
Ah, what? Yes..things I've to do tomorrow are most interesting.
Candied peels are on the agenda.
Something about this weather and this time of the year that makes me want fresh pickles.
No, not the traditional kinds, but the fresh citric kinds that are prepared at a moments notice with a few ingredients and last only a few weeks on the table, because they are seriously that tempting and made in small quantities.
Perhaps I'll make something tomorrow..
More updates soon..
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