little moments
it's dark and quiet. i like it. i wanted to sit here and write in the quiet dark. it's inviting. it's a little bit of peace in a day spent too much on my phone. too much on facebook, although that's my job..too much. too much in zoom meetings. texting always texting. communicating. asking questions, relaying messages, giving information, offering feedback. few still times.
i couldn't sleep last night. i stayed awake until 4 and so slept in until 9 and almost missed our morning meeting. but i didn't. and i caught up. and kept going. i had a late breakfast and forgot to eat lunch. well i didn't totally forget. i knew. i just pushed the thought away and kept doing what i was doing. but by 4 hunger was knocking on my door pretty loudly. i still put it off for another 45 minutes.
i decided to get creative and make a meal with some random items from my cupboard. some basic cupboard items as sloan would say. i filmed myself doing it and put it all on instagram. it was fun and it turned out not bad.
i felt cold most of the day which was weird. at 4 i brought my day planner outside on the porch and sat on the stairs just to feel the sun. it made me feel somehow good and normal if that makes sense.
i took little moments throughout the day day like that. a minute out on the porch looking at the buds on judy's tree. 15 minutes in my bed, again to warm up and cuddle with izzy the purr sack.
i swept the floor. i did the few dishes. i found a long lost earring. i recycled some paper. i wiped down the stove top--that was today's project.
i rolled out some crumbly old freezer burnt puff pastry and spread it with peanut butter, popped on 3 russian shell marshmallows, sprinkled with chocolate chips and a shake of coconut, pulled up the sides and folded the pastry over and popped it in the oven. it made a fun rustic little gooey tart. and i et it just as others have et jonas selkirk.
i listened to the last half of the sunday morning of general conference while i did the dishes. i cried a little while attempting to sing the spirit of god with the tabernacle choir. that was powerful. so many times it's the act of singing a hymn together, one voice in a collective, that really moves me. it really is like a prayer and it strengthens my faith.
sarah, huxley and i had a video chat with funny filters. i am telling sarah to do some make up tutorials. hopefully she will. she can do such magical things! as we noted, a deep set eye may be a cave of darkness in photos but it is also an eyeshadow's playground.
truth be told i am dreading a 4 day long weekend. please let me not self destruct.
i had a grapefruit for breakfast. that was a juicy joyous sweet and tart little moment.
i couldn't sleep last night. i stayed awake until 4 and so slept in until 9 and almost missed our morning meeting. but i didn't. and i caught up. and kept going. i had a late breakfast and forgot to eat lunch. well i didn't totally forget. i knew. i just pushed the thought away and kept doing what i was doing. but by 4 hunger was knocking on my door pretty loudly. i still put it off for another 45 minutes.
i decided to get creative and make a meal with some random items from my cupboard. some basic cupboard items as sloan would say. i filmed myself doing it and put it all on instagram. it was fun and it turned out not bad.
i felt cold most of the day which was weird. at 4 i brought my day planner outside on the porch and sat on the stairs just to feel the sun. it made me feel somehow good and normal if that makes sense.
i took little moments throughout the day day like that. a minute out on the porch looking at the buds on judy's tree. 15 minutes in my bed, again to warm up and cuddle with izzy the purr sack.
i swept the floor. i did the few dishes. i found a long lost earring. i recycled some paper. i wiped down the stove top--that was today's project.
i rolled out some crumbly old freezer burnt puff pastry and spread it with peanut butter, popped on 3 russian shell marshmallows, sprinkled with chocolate chips and a shake of coconut, pulled up the sides and folded the pastry over and popped it in the oven. it made a fun rustic little gooey tart. and i et it just as others have et jonas selkirk.
i listened to the last half of the sunday morning of general conference while i did the dishes. i cried a little while attempting to sing the spirit of god with the tabernacle choir. that was powerful. so many times it's the act of singing a hymn together, one voice in a collective, that really moves me. it really is like a prayer and it strengthens my faith.
sarah, huxley and i had a video chat with funny filters. i am telling sarah to do some make up tutorials. hopefully she will. she can do such magical things! as we noted, a deep set eye may be a cave of darkness in photos but it is also an eyeshadow's playground.
truth be told i am dreading a 4 day long weekend. please let me not self destruct.
i had a grapefruit for breakfast. that was a juicy joyous sweet and tart little moment.
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