used to be my middle name.
When people said to me they didn’t know how I fitted everything in, in my life – I used to look incredulously at them, and my attention used to return to my To Do list and the in-box, ploughing on regardless. Often over and on top of people, as the crow flies, unerring on my course.
I emerged from my duvet cocoon where I have taken to hibernating in, first thing in the morning, whilst watching YouTube videos on worthy subject matters such as Weaving or Painting
or on what artists do with their day…
Then I levitate downstairs to watch a few programmes on cooking and baking (historic Floyd in Spain, Jamie Oliver with what he can do in 15 minutes – mind boggling - plus three editions of the Great British BakeOff 2013 – all in the name of research and professional development you know !).
As an aside did you know the first cook book was written by Richard II’s Master Cooks - Forme of Cury. ? See who says these programmes contribute to the dumbing down of the nation…?
Needing some fresh air, I sorted out the path in the garden, listening to the gentle tones of the neighbours complaining about seasonal leaf falls.
I then attempted some multi tasking by spinning of Welsh Wool, knitted some rows on a baby cardi I am designing and made some fresh coffee to eat with homemade Bara Brith, which gave me the strength to make some Raspberry Jam.
Oohps, I almost forgot I also washed the net curtains, and tackled the wash pile which was growing – and loaded the dishwasher.. woman’s work you know…
Now I am knackered again…. or perhaps I just forgot to breathe?
So I have retreated to my bedroom to study the Level 2 Nutrition and Health Course I am doing (so I can challenge the snide remarks which are made about dietary welfare by professionals – I use that term loosely….).
Change my pillowcases whilst waiting for the computer to upload.
Yep – I don’t do a lot with my day, do I….. !!! But the jam is delicious….