I should eat the leftover goat cheese pizza I made last night to have for Movie Nite for breakfast. I also made saffron bread to take to evynrude's place today, and I need to check on the herbed sourdough that was rising verrrrrryyy slowly when I went to bed last night. I haven't looked in the kitchen yet: it could have eaten the table by now....
Nope. Herbed sourdough, still not rising much. I'm going to have to knead some yeast into it tonight, I suspect. Leftover pizza, however? Win. I think today rates coffee. With hot milk and chocolate.
ashacat and I have joined a new gym (I have been forced to admit that we have reached the portion of the year when the weather will intermittently be way too bad for running outside), which has a hot tub. I foresee a renewed commitment to fitness. However, this means we were doing lighthouse lunges again, for the first time in about a year, and my butt would like to register a protest. We also did some assisted pullups and played a little half-court basketball, which latter proved to me that despite the climbing and the running, my cardio fitness could still be better.
One of the nice things about being a writer is I get to set my own weekends. I probably take less than most people would, but yesterday was a weekend. I didn't get any writing done. I suspect Monday may be a weekend too, as the day is looking pretty packed. Though I may be able to squeeze in a couple of hours in a B&N cafe between errands. Today's work will have to happen either in the next two hours or fairly late.
Which means I need to get in the shower and get my day started, though for some reason it's currently especially hard.