Routines. In the ‘80’s, I would curl up next to my window with my cup of coffee and a book. Now in retirement, I truly appreciate them. Coffee, newspaper with the TV news in the background…that sort of routine. Up, blog, off to the gym, and my day is off and running.
Yesterday, this first free Tuesday, I drove over to Jo-Ann’s fabric for seam binding and toggle thingies so I could finish off G’s steam punk vest. Toward the end of the afternoon, I was sewing and broiling that Joy of Cooking Lemon Chicken, and sewing, and preparing the no fuss corn, and rushing hither and yon when I ran into the open oven door.
Skin flapping, blood running, and saying things I shouldn’t, I staggered upstairs to the band-aids and repair. The problem is that these skin injuries take a long time to heal. No open wounds in the pool either. Just walking to the poling place was a huge struggle, tho I can do laps for an hour in the pool, so I knew I was in trouble before the oven door leapt out to do me in.
Frankly, I need my morning routines to stay alive. I have no desire to fade away into COPD and respiratory failure and my young age, thank you. My struggle to get home yesterday was a huge red flag. I'll be going in with G in the mornings until my leg heals....so I may keep both the gym and the pool going afterwards.
The corn came out absolutely perfect. I sliced the end off before instead of afterwards, but it still worked perfectly. No silk, no struggle, no fuss, no muss….thank you Alice for this great tip. There are notes under the video on YouTube that say you can use less time. I think it all has to do with the power of the microwave. Try it and let me know. Yup, I’m smiling.