Once upon a time in a different life (about 3 weeks ago) I was intending to spend this particular weekend preparing for a long-planned trip to Pemberton with D2 and D3. We were going to walk in the forest, have drinks and tapas at the local bar, explore the surrounding towns, it was going to be great. The novel I have been writing for about 2 years is partly set in Pemberton and I was intending to do some more research and take photos. D2 and I visited last year and we were looking forward to returning.I reckon when we finally make it we’ll stay in one of the poshest Airbnb’s in Pemberton!!
I have to say the weekend is not much different to the weekday here at Casa Anderson (Geraldton Retreat). I had a performance review with my boss on Friday afternoon and we both agreed that I didn’t get as much done as I’d hoped and I needed to lift my game. She suggested that I make a little plan each morning of what I intend to do – my Bullet Journal is letting me down here!!
Seriously though I really do want to make weekends different from the week, otherwise its just same old, same old! S1 ( know that some of you may not not even know that I have an S1! ) is a journalist and is starting to work from from home this week. He said he intended to get up and get dressed in his work clothes each day, I read of someone who said they get up, dress in their work clothes, grab a coffee and their lunch, leave the house and come back into their office (dining room table) Interesting thoughts. So I may wear something other than my ACDC t-shirt and Nepal pants during the week!
I was very earth mother this weekend. I made yoghurt and revived my sourdough bread starter. This is not a Hunkering Down initiative, I’ve been doing it for a few months now. However, it was the first time this weekend that I had made yoghurt with long-life milk. There are two things to remember when making yoghurt (apart from the obvious, you must have colour coordinated utensils and ingredients).
First, when you are bringing your milk to the almost boil, never leave the stove. Don’t go and get something out of a drawer in the pantry otherwise you may get caught counting how many tins of tuna you have and the milk boils over. Secondly don’t leave the kitchen bench while you are waiting for the milk to cool to 44 C, especially not to chat with D2 in the lounge with a coffee. By the time I got back to the yoghurt it was 28C. I thought what the hell, I’ll just do the whole process all over again. After all yoghurt first appeared in many cultures (hah!) when people carried their milk in animal stomachs and it thickened and developed a delicious sour taste. So I guess the making of it is pretty forgiving. Anyway, it turned out fine.
My sourdough starter had been hibernating in the fridge since before breaking my wrist and took some persuading to wake up and bubble. However, bubble it did, eventually, and I decided to start making pizza dough using the air knead method which is basically slapping it onto the bench for 5 minutes, lots of fun!!
When I retired a dear friend gave me this book, I added the subtitle! So I thought I might do these, not sure whether it will be a work activity or a weekend activity, it seems like a fun weekend activity to me. I decided to start at 1 and work my way through to 99. If I tried doing random activities that take my fancy I’d get too anxious that I’d make the wrong choice. I’ll let you know how I go.
So we have made it through one week of self-isolation, so far so good. For this I am grateful. Keep safe dear people.