I spent much of the last week on the couch feeling wretched. I went back to work on Thursday and lasted over half the day before coming home in a haze of exhaustion. I came in the door and immediately went and laid on the couch. I had that feeling you get when you're really exhausted....that you can't move a muscle.....you feel the weight of your body and the stillness. My dress was twisted a bit but I couldn't move to adjust it. I laid there for an hour or so before I could even do that. Yesterday was much better and today I think I feel back to whatever percent is my optimum. I've still been a bit of a homebody but am starting to get itchy. All the pictures of AMA in Nashville and Nick Rudd and Robyn Hitchcock...good LORD....have me feeling wistful and that I need to get out of the house. I told myself we'd go to the Farmers' Market but here we sit, me on the computer, both boys asleep upstairs, and Ernie watching something political and acerbic on tv. I'm not sure what the day holds for any of us.
Owen has a project due for drama next week. He had to pick a star from the 20s-30s-40s. He picked Harold Lloyd. His teacher just looked at him and said, "In all my years of teaching, no one has ever picked Harold Lloyd." His assignment includes decorating a tissue box to illustrate the life of his star and making it attractive. I had high hopes for Owen and Drama. Sigh. I love that child. It's a damn good thing.
In other news, although outside it has been 90 degrees every day, I am pretending it is fall by staying inside and making things like braised short ribs and chicken cacciatore. I've decided short ribs aren't my favorite thing...or at least I have not mastered them. Even trying my best to defat them as much as possible, they end up feeling too, well, fatty for me. I will figure it out one of these days. I did make nice homemade beef stock though!
Oh, and remember that we stripped the wallpaper that the cats had damaged (and was ancient as well) from the living room wall? It involved moving a cupboard full of glass which, although a pain in the ass, always makes me happy as I get to see all my glass.
Patterns along the top shelf....all 1850/60s: Comet, Bull's Eye with Fleur De Lys, Bull's Eye and Diamond Point, New England Pineapple, Bellflower, Frosted Leaf and a blown and cut one at the end. Ahhhh.
And then there's Bob. He loves those little pompom things. We found his stash when we moved the cupboard. Later he had one stuck to his little butt and he looked like a little bunny rabbit with a blue tail.
Anyway....so the other morning I came downstairs, and even in my sickness, my eyes went straight to the bared drywall (our house has plaster walls but when they filled in the porch one of the living room walls that had been windows is now drywall) where some nameless beast had found a new canvas....
So there you have it, my not-terribly-bad-not-terribly-good week.