I did two hours worth of workout yesterday and came home about to pass out, so I promised Dan I’d just do a yoga class today (I took Vinyasa Yoga at lunch; it was a good class). I had the chance to take a new class after work (Yoga for Athletes) but decided I’d rather walk home while there was still some semblance of daylight and work on some projects.
The first thing I did was to pull out some yarn for a project, but then I realized what a horrible mess my knitting bag was (I had about 15 different yarns in various stages of knottedness, all tangled up and with some needles poked in here and there). The cats watched in fascination as I spent nearly an hour untangling everything. Now I have a pile of a variety of yarns used in a plethora of projects over the past year, and I went through the rest of my yarn stash and mentally started checking planned projects off the list as I inventoried. I proceeded to plop down on the couch in front of a movie I’ve seen many, many times and start working on one of said projects – even though there are wedding things to be worked on and a sweater for Dan that needs some TLC (and only has a couple of inches so far – it’s going to take a while, I think).
For dinner tonight I made a soup from scratch (it was a butternut squash soup with shrimp, ingredients: butternut squash, vegetable broth, crushed red pepper. Cook squash/pepper in broth until squash is tender; puree. Return to pot, add peeled uncooked shrimp and cook on low until shrimp is done. Add some grated fresh parmesan; eat with crusty bread). The fall always has me feeling more domestic – knitting projects because the weather’s getting colder and I still haven’t replaced all my scarves/hats etc. from last year’s storage debacle, cooking soups and stews, baking. On Sunday I baked pumpkin chocolate chip cookies from my own made-up recipe (takes very little butter because the pumpkin is so moist, so the cookies aren’t terribly bad for you as cookies go) and I bought another sugar pumpkin to process and use in pie for Thanksgiving. Dan and I are cooking the bulk of Thanksgiving dinner for his family and we’ve already started discussing recipes and logistics and prepwork and it just makes me all warm and fuzzy inside to think about cooking and baking projects. I’m not ready for Christmas yet (certainly not; we haven’t finished planning our Italy trip, the invitations aren’t done and I have about 3908409384 knitting projects to do before that) but the deeper we get into autumn the more domestic I seem to feel.