Done! I did end up grinding spices at eleven PM while dictating my Bible study answers to Helpdesk Man, but’s all’s well. And today, by a Herculean effort, I managed to get dinner made and the house cleaned in time to watch Dr Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog and The Reduced Shakespeare Company. If only the dude hadn’t trodden two entire hard-boiled eggs into the carpet and licked my guest’s shoe, I would feel quite civilised.
My article’s due tomorrow, so I expect I’ll spend most of tomorrow working on that. It seems that Balance isn’t working out for me so well. I think next week I’ll try to channel my obsessiveness instead - say, have one day devoted to sewing like a maniac, another to cooking like a fiend, another like gardening like a…. bunyip… and so on. Given what the dude strewed all over the floor at Bible study, a day for cleaning out my handbag probably wouldn’t go amiss either. (She also managed to get hold of someone else’s credit card, which shows a certain talent for discrimination as well as villainy; I’m very proud).
Ooh! My buckwheat sprouted. I thought I’d killed it by accidentally rinsing it in hot water during a contemplative moment, but nope. My next question… what does one actually do with sprouted buckwheat? Anyone? Having come this far I feel I should do something really hard-core with it, like making a paste by passing the buckwheat through a goat and fermenting it into a smoothie with the aid of my own spittle.