Where 1 of 6 was watching Monday Night Football at Ska's house last week.
Welp. Home, hungry, very tired. Again with the wind blowing my fur away. Am eating a bowl of slow carne, cauliflower, and quinoa. I had this tiny idea that I would need dinner during break to be more entertaining than spacefood, but I'm too tired. I don't need to be entertained. I just need to be fed. I'm letting it expand in my mind that I have nowhere to be for the rest of the night.
Of course, I have housecleaning scheduled. I hope that second wind blows in.
What is to be done: the bed's not made, there are dishes piled in the kitchen, there's laundry piled on the kitchen floor, and also eggs shakshuka isn't made for the week, slow chicken isn't made for the week, and I've just eaten the last of the slow carne that was in the fridge, and there's just one portion of quinoa left. I did make greens Saturday morning, there's an almost full container of that. What happened, Munt? Mahh, I went to Ska's to watch the Bears vs. Packers instead of staying home to do my Sunday cooking practice. I want to watch Bears games like a normal person!
It's okay, you can watch Bears games. My Darmok for situations like this is from Howard's End:
When she saw Charles angry, Paul frightened, and Mrs. Munt in tears, she heard her ancestors say: "Separate those human beings who will hurt each other the most. The rest can wait." So she did not ask questions. Still less did she pretend that nothing had happened, as a competent society hostess would have done.—ha, hello there, Mrs. Munt. My nickname Munt comes from Howards End, if you didn't know. I forgot that she was in this bit.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if the plan says Big Clean. There's little cleaning and cooking that needs doing so that's that, and the rest can wait.
{ watch one episode of Criminal Minds
\\ pick up clothes and straighten sheets
\\ wash dishes
\\ sort laundry
\\ reset coat rack
/ record cash
Phew, order has been restored. I have not cooked, the likelihood that I will tonight is ...quite low.
Now housecleaning is supposed to be part of my fitness plan, how does it stack up? Well, picking up clothes and straightening sheets was 15 minutes walking to and fro with a tiny bit of muscling up the mattress. Washing dishes is just standing, 45 minutes. Sorting laundry is flat out sitting, I think that most people don't sort laundry the way I do. I'm not as bananas as I used to be about sorting all the laundry by colors and, erm, shapes. Now I just do colors, yes, even though blue and red and black all go in the same load, I still separate them. Though really the most important thing is that I straighten and smooth everything out, so things don't go bunched up into the washing machine. Does the washing machine unbunch things? No, right? I have never tried it. Resetting the coat rack, the only task that approaches Big Clean and just barely, that's just standing, 15 minutes. So basically, all told, an hour of standing with 15 minutes of sitting wedged in. Well you know, it's not aerobic. It's what I would code on my BAMF! chart as Very Low Intensity Activity, which is purple. Which is more active than gray, No Activity.
What I was thinking was something more in the blue range, Low Intensity Activity. Big Clean stuff is this—e.g., sweeping is little clean, but mopping is Big Clean. Actually I don't even mop: I'm Korean, I get down on my hands and knees and scrub. It's vigorous.
Not tonight, though. But what needed to be done is done, so.
Gonna get a snack and then switch to a little deskwork before bed.
No wait!
This time I made the larger recipe with the full can of sweetened condensed milk, so with 20 fl. oz. whipped cream. And then! And then I divided the batch in three into three containers and flavored one vanilla (1 Tbsp + 1 tsp vanilla extract), one coffee (1 Tbsp + 1 tsp each coffee liqueur and instant coffee), and one chocolate (1 Tbsp + 1 tsp each rum and cocoa). Yeeee!
