Some days are more productive than others

A few weeks ago, at one of the librarian workshops, I was asked what a typical day looks like. That's such a hard question! Becky refined it to ask what a day without performances is like. Still hard.

Today was a pretty productive day:

• Haircut at 8 a.m.
• Home to breakfast with the newspaper (tea with milk and sugar, toast with butter and neuchatel cheese). Lit a fire in the woodstove. Fed and patted the cat. Let the cat out, let the cat in.
  
• Checked e-mails until I heard thunder. Turned the computer off.
• Vacuumed the house, cleaned the bathroom. Remembered that the word for dust bunny in French (at least in Belgium) is "mouton"--sheep! I had a flock under my bed.
• Patted the cat some more. Turned the computer back on. Checked e-mail, played a little solitaire. Talked to a friend and my sister briefly on the phone.
  
• Had lunch (steamed kale, carrots and tofu in a sauce of umeboshi vinegar, mustard and olive oil, the last bit of stollen, one chocotoff). Read. Let the cat in, let the cat out.
  
• Went to my tax advisor for the yearly visit. Worried a bit as usual, but it's truly just fine.
  
• Stopped at Crafty and Company to say hello to Chris.
• Continued on to Z's Divine Espresso to write in my journal and drink mocha. Forgot to ask for decaf. We'll see how that works for me later on.
• Erranded around for a while, first by myself, then with my sister. Yakketa blabbeta.
• Stopped at the library to look at the DVDs.
  
• Home. Got the woodstove going again, patted the cat, checked e-mail.
• Supper (corn tortilla quesadilla, steamed asparagus with lemon and butter).
• Wrote two thank-you notes, one contract, three invoices. Addressed, stamped and sealed all. Checked more e-mail, wrote responses to a few, deleted many.
  
• Let the cat out, played solitaire.
• Remembered to write blog entry.

Now it's time for bed. First I'll let the cat back in. The Messiah is on the radio, a really great rousing section. That, combined with the afternoon's caffeine, may mean that I'll be reading for a while before sleep.

That's today. Who knows what tomorrow will be like.