Coffee in one hand.
A book in the other.
Music on headphones.
Everyone you love snoring away around you.
Dark outside.
What’s not to love about early winter mornings?
Tag: Chewie
The law of conservation of inertia
I want to do all these things right now:
- Stay in bed with Chewie staying sprawled over my lap, and finish reading the book
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Go to my workstation, and start working
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Go for Saturday run
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Go shit
Law of conservation of inertia states that I’ll stay in the state I’m in.
I can confirm that Newton and Galileo were correct 📖🐶💤🛌😀
In other news…
I returned from India
It was an unplanned trip, to attend to a family matter. Most of it was very boring. The smog kept me indoors, so couldn’t go for long walks. I’m off TV, so no time to waste there either, and I have no friends left in Karnal to go visit.
Reading was my only escape. I read Anita & Me, and Sapiens, and re-read a bit of Thinking fast and slow. Also read 3 issues of The Economist. Separately, read a 100+ articles in Instapaper.
I even had time to update the AcceleReader for Instapaper Chrome extension with a new feature, despite working on a really slow internet connection.
I met old friends
The visit did end on an exciting note though. On the evening before the flight, I met up with my friends from undergrad for dinner.
I had no clue what to expect. These were the people with whom I spent most, if not all, of my first 3 years of college. And yet I hadn’t seen, or spoken, to most of them in last 5-7 years.
I’ve long believed that friendship is just a bunch of shared experiences. Friendships are kept alive by creating these experiences, or reliving them. What sort of friendship would it be when we haven’t even met or spoken for better part of a decade, and not created shared experiences for even longer?
I’ll just say, I’ll need to revisit (refine?) my understanding of friendship a bit. Continue reading In other news…
One of those days…
… when I got off the bed at 9AM, and the next time I sat down to rest was at 6PM.
Freshened up,
fed the boys,
made and fed myself breakfast,
coordinated Jyoti’s arrival,
stretched,
went for run (part 1) with the boys,
dropped Dudley at his place,
went back for run (part 2) with Chewie,
returned and gave Chewie a shower,
picked up Dudley, and gave him a shower,
started my post run stretching,
interrupted stretching to feed the boys their lunch,
continued my post run stretching,
gave up on stretching to go pickup Jyoti,
mopped and vacuumed B’s kitchen so Jyoti could work there,
returned home to shower and shave,
went to town for lunch and coffee,
made myself proud by parking beautifully in a spot that everyone else was scared of (and it was packed in town),
had lunch at Tortilla, coffee at Nero,
researched whether to buy the 2016-17 iMac,
browsed books in Waterstones,
returned home to be told Jyoti needs coconut milk,
made a quick trip to Tesco to get coconut milk,
returned to take boys out to empty their bladders,
changed into home clothes,
changed a couple of broken bulbs around the house,
started weekly wash of exercise clothes,
poured myself a glass of cold full fat milk,
sat down to enjoy with a Madeleine.
Rest.
Just another manic Saturday!
Status: dead & loved
Dead: legs are knackered from last night’s spinning. First one this season that has left me so empty. Must have done something correct. (PS: Hope tonight’s yoga session is not leg focused).
Loved: R & I were chatting in the kitchen while I brewed coffee. Chewie came out and started whining. Made us follow him back to the bed, curled up in my spot, and beckoned us (with those dreamy eyes) to get on the bed. He’s been sleeping curled up on me since.
Waiting for breakfast…
Yep, I finally figured the lens blur mode on the Nexus camera :)
Guardian of my galaxy
My boy is so good. Dunno how I’ll survive in this wicked world without him.
He just defended the house from a pigeon who dared to sit on the conservatory roof.
That was 15 mins after defending Dudley from the blue van lady who was trying to steal him (D‘s day care pickup 😂)
All this hard work in just first 30 mins of being awake.
So much work! No wonder he’s always tired and sleeping!
Coping
The only girl of the house is on a 2 week work trip to Canada, and the boys are missing her.
Elder boy coped by drinking his morning coffee in her mug, despite having all his mugs clean.
The younger one is coping by giving me loads of soft hugs, licks and nudges.
30 mins of 📈 anxiety
Lost my wallet. Looked all over the house, in the car, amongst the clothes, and anywhere else I could think of. Nothing.
Panic 😓
Drove to the cafe to get coffee. Tried to pay by contactless on mobile. Credit card declined.
More panic 😧
Drove to the sports park (Gym) – the last place I’d been with the wallet. Checked if anyone had returned a lost wallet. Nada.
😨
Drove back home.
One last check – between the cushions of the sofa.
And there it is. Hidden tight between the cushions.
*breathing again* 😌
How to get things done – Chewie edition
Love my boy’s modus operandi.
I asked him to go to mumma:
Ran upstairs, and stood outside her closed door.
Gave it a few whacks with his tail, and waited.
Quiet at first, then softly wailing… and increasing his crying volume – slowly, but steadily.
Patient, and organised.
Till she got up and opened the door :)
Smart boy!