Scheduled Sunday

With two scheduled power outages, I have to schedule my chores around them. With the first one at ten, I have less than three hours ... having dawdled and stayed in bed late, less than 2 hours now. So, I can't bake bread or wash-and-dry my bedding. Both will have to wait until power comes back at noon.

Mini tried her best to lick me out of bed early. She also pushed everything she could reach off the bed ... I was rather stubborn. It is cold today!

Now, while I'm trying to type, Janey is on my lap again!

Facebook seems to be a bit confused, as it's throwing up memories from 1 year ago - dated 2020!

All those irrational lock-down rules. Cigarettes were still illegal, and if we were 'caught' smoking, we'd have to present proof of purchase! Dating back to before the lock-down started - 3 months before! Or risk getting a criminal record! And our police minister proudly announced how many people he's arrested and charged with contravention of lock-down regulations ... while real criminals ran rampant!

The latest local scandal is the purchase of a glow-in-the-dark flag, which is supposed to unite all South Africans! Which cost R22 million!

I much prefer my own status from 10 years ago: "I wants a phaser! I mean, think about it: You point it at something and it disappears! No mess, no fuss ... no more carrying bags of garbage outside in the freezing cold, just point and whooosh! Gone!"

Load shedding has just been 'reduced' to Stage 2 from 08:00 - 16:00, then Stage 3 from 16:00 - 22:00 - no change to our scheduled outages, though. Still off from 10:00 - 12:00 and again 18:00 - 20:00.

Yeah, and, instead of getting busy, I'm sitting here scrolling through my memories, ha ha!

Well, I've put the laundry into the sun to dry ... under the carport, ha ha! There is no sun out back, yet ...

I'm not really motivated to do anything ... just kind of waiting for load shedding. After this past week's power outages - knowing when it will go off and when it will come back is much better! It's still de-motivating, though. Knowing that I can't start anything that requires electricity and can't be finished before it's taken away.

Well, I've amused myself with a couple of re-fill chores. Twenty to ten ... and I can't seem to get my rear moving ...

I moved a bit during the outage. Cleaned the kitchen, packed away the laundry and tinkered with my seedling tray - the one I'm trying to make. It's the bottles. I got the labels off, but the glue is still outside. I now have warm, soapy water - so, I tried rubbing alcohol. No use. Then I tried acetone. Little use. I tried scraping the glue off - too laborious. I'm still experimenting - but the power is back, so first I started the washing, then the bread dough.

I've decided to bake in the oven. I haven't yet decided whether I'll make rolls or a loaf. I was thinking of using the sausage I had taken out for dinner on ... oooh, was that Friday? Or yesterday? I think Friday. Anyway, if I DO use that sausage - then what will I have for dinner tonight? I've decided to take out the chicken - bake up another chicken dish. If it's defrosted by the time the bread dough is ready (that takes 1 1/2 hours), then I'll do that.

I also want to bake muffins today. Busy six hours, I'm setting myself, eh?

Oh, crap! I just checked my recipe - I forgot about the marinating. It's not going to work - so: plan B! I'll slice potatoes, spread the chicken on top of the slices and steam everything. So: sausage rolls it is!

Sausage rolls and chocolate chip muffins are in the oven. Kitchen is clean again - just the muffin tray to clean, afterwards.

Baking done, dinner is steaming ... ten to four, I'm on track. Twenty past four, kitchen is clean again ... I'm not going to wash the steamer today. I think I've washed enough dishes this weekend!

I thought I would bath early, and started running my bath ... but then I opted to wash the steamer, after all! I packed my lunch, cut up the chicken and potatoes for salad. And now it's half past five ... I'm just going to sit outside with my mippies for a bit, bring them in, bath ...