Something I thought about:

  • I had less child-related chauffering to do this week — one activity ended, and another had the week off — and I managed to get through a long list of calls. Now we have a ton of upcoming appointments, but it’s good to finally have everything scheduled. I always forget how much effort is involved in battling entropy, but everything needs care — the humans, our home, our plants. Slowly but surely learning the locale.

Something I did:

  • Made naan, mango mousse, and various other things — this was my first attempt at making any kind of bread from scratch in the US, and I have to get used to the flour here — it’s really different
  • Had some neighbors over for Memorial Day
  • Meetings, planning, and organization
  • Made what feels like a million calls for many different home- and health-related appointments
  • Got my car serviced
  • Got a couple of small surprises for the child

Something I read:

… you sit down and you play the tuba, every day, every week, every month, year after year, until you are good at playing the tuba; until you can—if you desire—play the truth on the tuba.

It is exactly the same with writing. You sit down and you do it, and you do it, and you do it, until you have learned how to do it.
So I like walking into my weakness and seeing what happens there.