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I regret that I didn't take time to deal with the dishes yesterday. I've ran the dishwasher twice today. My hands are very unhappy about this because getting things out of the dishwasher is much, much harder than putting them in. I try to have Cordelia do that part as much as I can, but I had missed how many dirty dishes we had because I hadn't realized that the dishwasher was nearly full.
I started a load of laundry before I emptied the dishwasher, and I tried to do some cooking. The latter task ran aground on the food I planned to cook being bad. I want to make banana bread, but the bananas aren't quite overripe enough yet, and my hands really weren't up to it after the cleaning.
I talked Cordelia through refilling the cold brew coffee thingy. I normally do it because I'm the one who tracks when it's empty. I don't drink it, but I pour Scott's mug (he drinks it cold and unmixed with anything else) and prepare Cordelia's every morning.
I'll probably leave switching over the laundry until Cordelia gets home. I'm not sure I can manage that on top of what I've already done.
I wanted to change the top sheets and pillowcases on our bed. We changed the fitted sheet yesterday because I sloshed coffee on it while reaching for a kleenex to clean up coffee that I'd sloshed on a library book on my bedside table while I was trying to set the cup down.
I considered going out to get my hair cut today, but I failed my morale check and stayed home. I think I need a different haircut because the long hair is giving me issues. It's exhausting to wash, and I keep moving wrong when I brush it. I'm safe down to a certain point. Then I twist my wrist to shift my grip and keep my brush moving.
I started a load of laundry before I emptied the dishwasher, and I tried to do some cooking. The latter task ran aground on the food I planned to cook being bad. I want to make banana bread, but the bananas aren't quite overripe enough yet, and my hands really weren't up to it after the cleaning.
I talked Cordelia through refilling the cold brew coffee thingy. I normally do it because I'm the one who tracks when it's empty. I don't drink it, but I pour Scott's mug (he drinks it cold and unmixed with anything else) and prepare Cordelia's every morning.
I'll probably leave switching over the laundry until Cordelia gets home. I'm not sure I can manage that on top of what I've already done.
I wanted to change the top sheets and pillowcases on our bed. We changed the fitted sheet yesterday because I sloshed coffee on it while reaching for a kleenex to clean up coffee that I'd sloshed on a library book on my bedside table while I was trying to set the cup down.
I considered going out to get my hair cut today, but I failed my morale check and stayed home. I think I need a different haircut because the long hair is giving me issues. It's exhausting to wash, and I keep moving wrong when I brush it. I'm safe down to a certain point. Then I twist my wrist to shift my grip and keep my brush moving.