Spring Break: Day 1

In my journal last night I sketched out a plan for the day: exercise, read, write, drink tea, maybe trot down to the courtyard for some reading on the grass if the weather was decent. There's nothing quite like lying sprawled on lush grass with a good book in your hands.

Unfortunately, the weather was fitful today, and I didn't trust it to not rain on my expensive library books, so I didn't go out. And now as I type this, I can hear a torrential downpour swishing down outside, so I suppose I made the right decision! Apart from that, however, the day did go according to plan.

I woke up at the ridiculously late time of 8:30, which was luxury in itself, so the fact that I still had the whole day before me without school was icing on the cake. Had a yogurt for breakfast, then exercised for an hour, showered, combed my hair--yes, I did find my comb again--and performed what other various tasks necessary for getting ready for the day.

Once that was settled, I made myself some tea. I walked to the market on Friday after my dance practice to stock up, so I bought some 'peach black tea', which I hadn't tried before, but which I can now attest is extremely good. And when I saw that a box of sugar cubes was on sale, I couldn't very well say no to that, now could I? I eat sugar cubes like Talat, so the box is currently inside a secure tupperware container on top of my bookshelf to save my teeth.

So I made a huge mug of tea and settled down with one of my many library books, which happened to be 'The House of the Wolfings'. It's very good so far, but it's Morris, so I was expecting high quality. I also read 'The Poison Belt' by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle . . . er, unique in the strangeness of its plot, as far as I know, but a very disappointing follow-up to 'The Lost World', which I think is vastly superior.

And then, of course, more writing! I have set myself a timeline on what to finish when as far as Linden's birthday story goes, so it'll be done by Thursday if the plan works, possibly earlier, depending on how cooperative I can coax my muse into being. And I videoSkyped my family for a little while, which was fun as always. The children grow up so quickly.

I also cleaned a little, did some improv cooking with the very limited ingredients I rooted out of the sadly under-stocked fridge, and watched some Star Trek. When my grandmother came home after work I played a little Legend of Zelda on the Wii (Iron boots are brilliant!) and then retreated to my room once more to write a little and read a little before falling asleep.

All in all, not a bad day, and surprisingly more productive than I had imagined it would be. Can't wait until the morrow, I'm really excited about writing what comes next in Linden's story . . .