I was not even remotely interested in dragging myself out of bed until close to 11am this morning and thought I was going have an ambitionless day. As it turned out, not having anywhere to be or any one thing to do turned into a day of surprising industry. I usually avoid writing up "to do" or "to done" lists, but here is today's:
- Cleaned out fridge, threw away old food and scrubbed the whole thing out with vinegar and water
- 1.5 loads of laundry
- Lots of tidying, including the messy desk
- Opened a high-interest savings account with automatic deposits from my checking account
- Baked banana bread
- Candied cranberries
- Many dishes
- Put away dishes
- Made dinner
- Took a long hot bath
- Stretched
- Knit
- Changed sheets, made bed nicely
- Read most of a Diana Wynne Jones book (Deep Secret)
Now I have a house mostly in order and a head likewise. I think I badly needed a day to settle into my house again after traveling for the holidays. Tomorrow should probably included more domesticity--taking down the Christmas tree, grocery shopping, vacuuming--and will also continue the pattern of me getting back into my groove, as I'll get myself to ballet class in the morning as well. Next week is all about filling in some research gaps for this first chapter, and sending out some abstracts and fellowship applications, and then the following weekend I go away to join
desiringsubject and
srl on diss writing retreat before starting teaching again on the 15th. The weekend of Arisia Tish and I are going to NYC to see Equus for "dissertation research" and then things really get back into the "normal" semester groove. It feels good to have a plan. It feels good to be home. It feels good to feel that by the beginning of February I will have, unless the heavens fall, completed a draft of at least one dissertation chapter.