Is it me or is the world tired of rotating on its own axis? So tiring. These days nobody wants to be sincere with their commitments. There’s all the big talk initially and once they get what they want, they just ditch you, Mi. It never occurs to them that they must see it through to the end. Take my diabetes remission program. When they signed me up they made such big promises. Now I am upset because not only has the dietician quit to pursue greener pastures, but just left me a note to let me know. Shouldn’t that communique have come from the organization before she left? I am just so annoyed. I was already irritated at the various interventions every week–resulting in me buying the stuff and then being asked to stop after ten days. What happens to the remaining stuff? None of it is cheap you know.
Anyway, I have a long list of whines and feel a bit fed up.
Also down with the flu and it is exhausting. I am channeling you more often than ever these days to push myself to do things. I think you’d be proud of me at least for some of the things. It is amusing that I get the coffee going every morning and cook every day. Remember how I used to dread the thought of that routine? I love routine but the kitchen stuff freaked me out. I didn’t mind the cleaning up, doing the dishes etc but the cooking three meals a day, every day, gosh. And now, just as you predicted, I find myself enjoying it. Finding it therapeutic.
Mom knows best indeed. Go ahead, smirk away!
Paddu is in town and when I saw her message I was so excited. But with me coughing so much it doesn’t seem fair to ask her to come over. Also, the place she’s staying at is quite far off. Hopefully next time. She shared a couple of photos of Shnu’s kid. Oh he reminds me so much of him at that age. What a glorious time that was. I enjoyed the memories as I tackled the dishes today after lunch.
I made kundru today. I kept it on a low flame and thought by the time I had my coffee it would finish cooking. You know how long it takes. But to my surprise, I found the water all dried up and caught it just in time to stop it from scorching the veggie. I turned off the stove and carefully removed the good part for Sury’s lunchbox. Later, when I had the slightly scorched kundru with fulkas, I found it delicious.
Going to walk now.
