Wow, where did yesterday go? I honestly couldn’t tell you. Just that it was an odd day. A good day though. The first Monday where my husband didn’t have to make that hour morning commute to a job he loathed. Not having to check his phone before actually waking for a call off, walk-ff, no-show. We were actually productive in other ways which was good. I think he just needed to be out of the house, have some sense of normalcy (for us.) Have a cheeseburger, take a car ride in the light of day. Just, be?
This morning he is off looking at Restaurant equipment and I just pulled a cake from the oven.
I edited 5 of the 8 “mother” pieces I started writing up on Valentine's Day. There were a lot of strike throughs, scribbles and words added or removed! Red Wedding on paper! I forget how nice it feels to edit on actual paper rather than on my computer. I like to see the changes. Progress I am making or not making. Keeps me honest, keeps my attention.
I also started reading some manuscripts and hope to finish up in the next couple of days. I have been relying heavily on Spotify to set and hold a mood, my attention while doing this. The Southern Gothic playlist has a place in my heart for sure! Some of the artists included are: Allison Russell Fantastic Negrito Robert Finley Brown Bird Ane Brun Willis Earl Beal Birds of Chicago Quite the ride. I rarely skip a song except when a song is just too melancholy. Everyone should be home soon. It is so weird not having morning/afternoon quiet anymore. But I've had it for a few years and could not honestly say that I've used that peace well, creatively or even for healing myself! I think having Alfio home, when he is home, will also keep me honest, keep my attention. Not so much a Red Wedding, but motivation nonetheless.