Day 186 of Project 365: Breakfast club.

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When my alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m. I have a hard time remembering what my name is, let alone figuring out how to prepare a moderately healthy breakfast. Oatmeal does the trick, sort of, but after several days in a row of oatmeal I get the urge to mix things up.

Tonight I made this recipe, only I used turkey instead of ham (due to personal preference) and vegan “mozzarella” (because no matter how much I love dairy, it will never love me back). FunkyPlaid and I tried a bit of the final product, and it is quite tasty. It’ll keep in the fridge all week, so now all I have to do is cut a slice, reheat it in the microwave, and nom.

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I attempted two other new-to-me recipes for dinner tonight as well, but they didn’t turn out quite as good. Ah, well. We’ll always have breakfast …

Writing from: my study. Listening to: so, so many fireworks. I won’t be falling asleep anytime soon.

Day 185 of Project 365: Zen’s July.

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This cat is nineteen years old and she knows exactly how she wants to spend the rest of her life: lounging in the sun in our backyard.

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As much as I would like to join her, I have running mojo to recapture. This evening I took a brisk walk to and around the park while listening to Spotify. Right when I was about to get very cranky indeed about a song being a direct ripoff of Duran Duran, I thought to look at my phone.

It was Duran Duran.

From thirty-five years ago.

I’m going to have to get used to this, aren’t I?

Writing from: my study. Listening to: “Careless Memories” by Duran Duran.

Days 176-184 of Project 365: June and on and on.

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Howdy, strangers! I forgot (again) how quickly these pile up when I run out of energy before I can post them each day. I will have to figure out another schedule. But here are some glimpses of the past week or so, plus a throwback photo my mom sent because last Wednesday I fell asleep before remembering to take a picture.

Pretty much every workday starts out great and ends up with me being the tiredest person to ever tire. Weekends are spent catching up, and by “catching up” I mean “sitting quietly and not talking for hours at a time.” Ah, introversion.

Getting into better physical shape will help with the exhaustion, at least, so I will have to start psyching myself up to work out in the evenings because I don’t see myself waking up at 5am to do it. I mean, I can see myself waking up at 5am. Then I can see myself gleefully flinging the alarm clock across the room and sleeping another 12 hours.

Now I’m off to read “Broken Monsters” by Lauren Beukes which is super-creepy and not at all appropriate bedtime reading. Walking on the wild side over here. Try and keep up.

Writing from: my messy study. Listening to: “Slip” by Elliot Moss.

Day 175 of Project 365: SunBasket magic.

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Despite this being the least appealing food photograph I’ve ever taken, I was highly impressed by the meal I made from the SunBasket gift we received from my mom. This was a recipe for salmon with mango salsa, and it was easy to prepare and cook, a boon for this exhausted librarian at the end of a long day. I’ve got two more gluten-free meals waiting to be prepared this week, too!

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Writing from: my study. Listening to: BBC News. I did not see that coming.

Day 174 of Project 365: Walkability.

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I enjoy unwinding from an intense day filled with “how do I do this thing that I normally know how to do but don’t yet know how to do in this context” with this walk to the bus.

I didn’t see any ROUSes, but while I was distracted by hummingbirds I was almost mowed down by a cyclist listening to loud country music. Ah, nature.

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Writing from: my study. Listening to: my hard-drive chug as it converts PDFs to ebooks.