it is 2:00 p.m. in the holy city of safed. I am at my wit's end. I just schlepped down to the supermarket and up again; several flights of steps; to return. my reason for this trip was to buy some beer for my son, who is coming back to safed for Shabbat. I haven't seen him in two weeks. I took the granddaughter with me because she was 'antsy'. I ended up buying everything they wanted except for the beer. the grandson is under the weather and very testy. he wasn't given a pill this morning. every corner of the house is cluttered with their junk. I can't clean anymore. I can't keep on picking up lego pieces.
I already cooked. I may a shepherd's pie for dinner and some tilapia fillets. I have some chumus and an Israeli salad. we changed our clocks last night. we set them forward. this means that Shabbat dinner doesn't start before 8:00 p.m. it is a drag! I made a chicken stew for lunch. it will remain on the platter all night. it is a bit greasy. I am very uninspired. I bought some canned corn at the supermarket but didn't buy any salads. I will go next week and buy the veggies for pesach.
it looks like we will be 8 at the table for pesach. that is if everyone shows up. I wanted to finish the master bedroom but I've run out of steam. I did clean the master bathroom. I am losing it. I didn't sleep last night. I had a prospective rental and I couldn't rest after that. at 6:00 a.m. I turned off the television. I wasn't watching anything. I just needed that noise to keep me calm. I feel brain dead today.
Friday, March 23, 2018
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