Taking Stock, January
Posted on January 19, 2018
It’s hot and we’re trying not to melt here, hoping everyone is safe, there are no fires and no sunburn, either. This idea comes from Pip Lincolnes’s website, Meet Me at Mike’s, and it’s a nice way to while away the end of this hot morning and let you know where i am at. You might like to do a taking stock post, or list yourself. Here’s mine, as of right now.
Plans, for Boodi to have his tooth out next week under a general anaesthetic (sad face), for my husband Al to turn 50, and Boodi to start prep on the same day. Oh, and planning for the two uni assignments due soonish, too.
Lots of fish, Pip’s Potato Curry, and her fried tomato sandwich, and lots of things tomato-based, as we are picking ours every day now. We have six different varieties. I really loved this baked eggplant one.
Tea, litres of tap water, cold soda water, and this morning, a chocolate and strawberry smoothie, oh and some lovely local red
Nam Le’s The Boat for uni, Georgia Blain’s The Museum of Words for pleasure (and sadness and beauty), and my manuscript, the third draft of which I plan on finishing tonight.
Richard Flanagan’s First Person, and Peter Carey’s A Long Way from Home.
Time to do my uni work. School holidays are tricky!
At recipes on Pinterest.
Old songs by The Cranberries, reliving my early twenties. The Cranberries take me right back to Burke Road, Deepdene, and my lonely, pretty little garret.
What to make for dinner in this heat. Smoked salmon is the answer.
For more Autumny weather, and that Boodi’s tooth extraction ordeal was already over and done with.
Editing my book.
For the cool change (not coming any time soon)
How much I love uni, how much more confidence I have in my writing and in my ideas, how clever and cute my kids are.
The swapped over versions of my kids bedrooms. My Australian Lit unit.
Whether I have what is needed (aside from Teff flour), to make Injera Bread.
Making Injera Bread and some yummy Ethiopian curries.
School uniforms and all of that stuff. Also, brolly sheets.
Not very much at all, I have been using all of my time in the evening to edit. Oh, we did watch Suite Francaise on Netflix.
I very rarely make it to the cinema, but I have a need to see The Shape of Water this weekend. I’m not feeling a burning need to watch anything on Netflix, but then, I haven’t gone looking for a while.
That Perry’s tooth extraction is not as traumatic for him (and us) as I am anticipating. Also, that my beta readers like my manuscript.
At how long it takes me to do this list, with both kids and a husband at home, in this heat.
At the thought of tooth extractions. Yes, this is a recurring theme, and very topical.
More sleep. A sleep in. Kids bedroom reversals = unsettled sleep for Boodi, but we are slowly getting back there.
How I will go doubling my uni subjects from two to four in the next trimester.
Fried tomato sandwiches cooking (bit too hot to cook in here, actually)
A loose cotton frock and no shoes.
The CFA updates.
Do I need to type it? Tooth extraction. And about my feature story pitch uni, and whether it works. I’ve never pitched in real life!
How tomatoes come in all different size and colours and shapes. I am loving these tomatoes.
I need to find some more ways to use plums and apricots.
(For my feature story) “What is autism, anyway?”
How simply delicious the fried tomato sandwich is. And that I need to get back onto the Ruben sandwiches too.
My uni subjects for the rest of the degree out.
Hot and bothered, in a not cool way.
Well, nothing really much, truth be told.
Make up things from Mecca Cosmetica, some new summery sandals.
Baby teeth gone bad. Just teeth gone bad. Also, too hot weather. Some people might call this a great beach day. I’m not one of them.
My manuscript to really get into the last twenty pages.
Not so much today.
Happy because my dear friend Sue is visiting Melbourne from Broome for two whole weeks, and I haven’t seen her since Suzie was a baby, when we walked all the way from Northcote Station into the city, talking and remembering and laughing.
In the Night Garden way too loud.
Yay! I made it to the end! Hope you did too. What’s going on with you?