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I made the sardine pie again last night, this time with quantities closer to the recipe: more sardines, more tomatoes, more onion. A quarter of the previous pie was not very satiating: now it's more like a meal. The problem is that i used beautiful beefsteak tomatoes which are terribly juicy. I don't know how the pie will be for leftovers. We'll see.

I came home with a little wave of "I can" energy, although i had listed out far too much that i could do. I could work on the library catalog, bake the pie (and roast the beets and turnips, and make a fruit compote), do the laundry, connect the wifi. Then there's cat care and my care.... As i made the pie, i felt the energy draining away. I tried to be compassionate with the energy leaving, not try and fight it. I suspect some of the sense of drain was awareness of other cleaning things that needed to be done. I recognized to myself that it was not reasonable to expect i would do everything i could do, much less "clean all the things."

I ended up spending much of the rest of the evening untangling a ball of sock yarn as i continued my marathon watching of Doc Martin. I pulled out my homemade swift and found i can't find one of the four hooks i fabricated. Back to a binder clip. Untangling yarn is one of those time consuming tasks that feel even less satisfying than cleaning. With cleaning, at least there's an instant of completion before things are dirtied again. With untangling yarn, there's this question of why is it so tangled to begin with? This is a commercial center pull skein of sock yarn. The other evening i'd been experimenting with the skein and had pulled all that was easy to pull out, then pulled the core of the skein out, a terrible tangle. I suppose i'll get to put my ball winder to work.

I slept well, leaving the windows open as it remains quite mild. I don't feel rested, though: probably due to the anticipation of today's meeting schedule 7 am to 8 pm. Mr M slept where he often does, where Christine's feet would be, and Greycie Loo was snuggled in the crook of my knees much of the night. I did have a lovely snuggle with Edward in the moments of waiting for the kettle when i usually snuggle with Christine.

I'll close up the back of the apartment before i leave since there will be more paving work today. I'm hopeful i'll get to park in the complex tonight, as my usual entrance and parking area were patched yesterday.