Week 10

03.06.10 to 03.07.10

Evening

Despite nagging piles, Hannah, Søren, and I managed sneak into the kitchen to conjure rotini with peas, asparagus, fresh basil and parmesan reggiano. Hannah made (the oh so wise) executive decision to pick up a roasted chicken from Bristol Farms, to bypass my plan to roast one from scratch.

Morning

Last week I focused: “Can’t do it all.”

It is so challenging to keep that in mind when responsibility is so LOUD (or at perceived as loud). Admittedly, I secretly anticipated Week 10 would bring some revelatory breakthrough—to what exactly, I’m not sure.

Looking back, I can’t name all we did, but I know it consumed the day.

Evening

By nightfall, I was ready to slow to a halt. We ate leftover past and chicken and watched the first in a series of lectures on England. I smiled at the cover of Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day before my eyes slipped shut, imagined the scent of loaves baking in my oven. Maybe next weekend.