There are some days when it seems I can’t drag my butt out
of my rocking chair unless I absolutely have to.
Today was not one of those days.
Daylight Savings Time began in the wee hours of the morning
today. It was a little strange looking
at my watch and realizing it was already 6:45, when all I wanted to do was roll
over and keep sleeping. I’m a bit of a
sucker for torture, so I sat in bed for about twenty minutes then got up and
woke up our still-sleeping daughters.
They weren’t very happy about it, either. I’ve been on this mommy-rodeo for long enough
to know that if I’d let them sleep any longer, bedtime tonight and the school
morning tomorrow would have been much harder.
I’d rather deal with crabbiness on a Sunday than on a school day.
Once I got up and got going, I didn’t stop. I’m not sure where the energy and motivation
came from, but I’ll take it! Besides
cleaning much of the kitchen, I roasted a whole chicken, made stuffing,
slow-roasted some sweet potatoes, then whipped together some gravy and mashed
potatoes. The meal was probably too many
carbs and not enough veggies, but nobody seemed to mind.
The chicken carcass was cleaned before I left the table and
went straight into a pot with a bunch of frozen veggie scraps I’d been saving
in the freezer. Six quarts of water and
6 hours later, I sit here as my pressure canner vents for a delicious batch of
chicken stock.
Oh, and somewhere in all that I managed to dye some
absorbent material for my cloth diapers so I wouldn’t confuse it with the
wicking material and sew a cloth diaper, start to finish, after the absorbent
bamboo was dry.
The diaper turned out well, but it’s clear I need to adjust
how the elastic is encased because it lost a lot of its stretch. Oh well.
This is why I used the “camouflage freebie” PUL that came with my order
instead of the nicer stuff I actually ordered: to test the pattern.
I guess that diaper is the first sewing project I’ve
finished for our son . . . even if it’s not something wearable without some
changes. If I get in the mood, I’ll rip
out some seams and see if I can fix it, but I’m rather lazy about stuff like
that and more inclined just to donate/toss the diaper.
After having such horrid pelvic pressure and some persistent
cramping the last two days, it was really nice to be on my feet and pretty
comfortable throughout. I could use 3-4
days like this a week where I can really get things done, but I just don’t see
that happening, especially with work.
Tasks for this week: plan menus for a camping trip involving
approximately 32 people and find a storage unit for our stuff. It’s time to clear out the basement!
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