Quiet, flash fiction, commitment to exercise

1. It is a grey day outside, sprinkling rain. I am sitting inside, warm and cosy, with my cup of tea and my blogs to read. I have things to do, but nothing urgent. Nothing screaming at me to be done right now. No kids at home, the house empty and quiet. Aaaahhhhh.

2. A flash fiction piece I wrote was one of ten selected to represent the Canberra Speculative Fiction Guild at the upcoming Conflux. It will be printed on a card and placed in a tenth of the showbags given out to participants. Awesome.

3. I had a tough decision this morning. I was offered some fairly lucrative editing work, but I had already made a commitment to myself to take a few weeks off and really focus on my health and exercising. So I turned it down. I am going to look after myself.

Dirt path, steak, clean clothes

1. I've driven past the raised footpath so many times, today I finally walked along it. It's an long mound of earth, about two metres high, with a dirt path along the top. I assume it is there to block the traffic noise from the adjacent houses. A couple of ant colonies make use of it. A tradies' van is, rather surprisingly, parked half-way along it. The van is about as wide as the top of the mound, and it must have been a tricky drive. The tradesman is painting the back of a house white.

2. Tim makes yellow chicken curry for him and the kids. I'm allergic to coconut so I cook myself a steak. Apparently the curry was nice, but Tim still eyed my T-bone rather jealously. I topped it with onions and shitake mushrooms with a dash of cream sauce, with corn and cucumber on the side.

3. Four baskets of clean clothes, all sorted and folded neatly.

Cheezles, editing, carpet

1. I've been trying to eat healthily, but today for the first time in a while I had a packet of Cheezles. I enjoyed them very much.

2. Finishing an editing job and sending it off.

3. We just had the carpets cleaned, and the house looks amazing. But toys are already starting to accumulate on Aiden's bedroom floor.