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A tale of two weekend days
Monday, March 30th, 2026 07:59 amSaturday: Woke up around 6:30. Lounged around in bed for too long even though my routine is to get up at 7 and learn my Torah reading for the 10am Shabbat service. Did the official Pesach shopping after shul (since the grocery store in Munster near the synagogue is the most reliable source of KFP). Stopped at the craft store to get the foam sheets I was out of for the tiny books. Went to Whole Foods just because, spent way too long browsing, came out with nothing but a wheel of Brie and some dandelion tea. Got home around 3:30, put the chicken stock in the instant pot, noodled around for a bit, then kiddo (who had successfully cleaned her room and purged her closet without being asked) asked for some snuggle-and-reading time. We lit the "Library" scented candle I got at Target recently ("leather and embers", you're speaking my love language) and got into bed, where it turned out I didn't get up until after 7pm. I just felt... knackered, lonely and tired. Got up eventually, stir-fried some green beans for dinner and we watched the Muppet Show. This is the day that felt like "did absolutely nothing" although that was clearly only true for a few hours in the middle.
Sunday: Slept until almost 7am. Lounged around in bed for a while. Got up at 8:30 and ACTUALLY went to the gym 9-10:30 since there's no Sunday school due to spring break. Spent the next several hours in an ADHD productivity fugue - you know the one - 15 things on my list, and every time I change locations to do one step, get sidetracked on another thing until I have all 15 open tabs in my brain around the house, then slowly close them all out. Changed the sheets, vacuumed, two loads of laundry including folding (!!), shipped several Etsy orders, called my mom, answered some synagogue emails, ate lunch, etc etc, which took until almost 5pm. Took kiddo for a walk on the bike path, then the big grocery shopping run. Got home at 7:30pm and suddenly felt like I'd been beaten with a stick. Mr. Y had made a very nice beef pot pie, I made guacamole and we had a late but chill supper. This is the day that felt like "DID ALL THE THINGS" (even though I never did make the tiny books) and it was pretty great.
Sunday: Slept until almost 7am. Lounged around in bed for a while. Got up at 8:30 and ACTUALLY went to the gym 9-10:30 since there's no Sunday school due to spring break. Spent the next several hours in an ADHD productivity fugue - you know the one - 15 things on my list, and every time I change locations to do one step, get sidetracked on another thing until I have all 15 open tabs in my brain around the house, then slowly close them all out. Changed the sheets, vacuumed, two loads of laundry including folding (!!), shipped several Etsy orders, called my mom, answered some synagogue emails, ate lunch, etc etc, which took until almost 5pm. Took kiddo for a walk on the bike path, then the big grocery shopping run. Got home at 7:30pm and suddenly felt like I'd been beaten with a stick. Mr. Y had made a very nice beef pot pie, I made guacamole and we had a late but chill supper. This is the day that felt like "DID ALL THE THINGS" (even though I never did make the tiny books) and it was pretty great.