A Quiet Night at Home

Just the type of night I needed.

I woke up this morning and worked out, then went grocery shopping, came home and had coffee and read the paper.  After that I started doing a deep cleaning of the house.  Everything was neat and organized, but I hadn’t mopped the floor or vacuumed in so long, so I thought it was about time. Ever since the events of last week, I’ve vowed to keep this place looking presentable at all times, just in case.  I like it looking neat, organized, and clean, anyway.  It helps me feel on top of things, which is such a comforting feeling.

After that, the day pretty much escaped me.

I ate lunch at 3pm, finally got in the shower at 3:45 or so, and then headed to my parents’ house at 5pm to have a drink with them.  I also helped them figure out how to do iTunes and sync the iPods, since my sister and I gave them each an iPod Shuffle and and iTunes gift certificate for Christmas.  My dad sort of knew how to do it, but my mom didn’t, so I spent some time showing them.  I’m happy to report that the relationship is back to normal now, which is great.  I did have a terrible headache all day, so I came home early to hopefully take it easy and get over it.
So anyway, I came home and made a very SBD-friendly dinner — greens sauteed with onions, garlic, & olive oil and Italian turkey sausage.  It was delicious and filling.  I also had a glass of one of my favorite red wines — 7 Deadly Zins.   While the food was cooking, I made some coffee, and right after dinner I cleaned everything up — dishes, pots, and pans and all.  It feels so good to have everything cleaned up and looking nice.

The one thing I haven’t done is any of the piles and piles and stack and stacks of essays I have, but I’m not going to worry about that right now — I have a week and a half to get it all done, and I will.  Tomorrow is slated for a big grading day, so I should be able to get a huge chunk of it done, I hope.

At the moment I’m listening to music, with candles lit, and enjoying a nice cup of hot coffee.  It just doesn’t get any better than this.  Actually, scratch that — having a boy here would make it that much more perfect, but in lieu of that, a nice evening at home is perfect.

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