I woke this morning, feeling unmotivated and a bit sad.
When I finally dragged myself out of bed at 10am, I discovered that BGWLBH had gone into town and Adoring Husband had already returned from the coffee date with his mates.
I made my warm lemon water and took Harley out to play.
Somehow, I found a small surge of motivational energy and tidied/cleaned the condiment tray on the kitchen bench, tidied/cleaned the "tea tray" on the kitchen bench. We drink a lot of herbal teas and have a special tray representing a whale that holds the tins and boxes of loose leaf and tea bags. It's been a while since it was cleaned, tidied or dusted.
I washed the tins, emptied the boxes into the tins and tossed those empty boxes and the out of date teas.
Both of these jobs took about 30 minutes.
Earlier, I had put on a load of washing, so I was able to hang that out and add another load to the machine.
I cleared both the dining table AND the small table in the family room. I washed them down, added the new table runner to the dining table and washed the place mats and returned them.
I put away all the paraphernalia that had accumulated on the small table and moved the chairs to their correct position.
By then, I was feeling a bit peckish, so I made myself an early lunch.
That was it for my motivation.
AH had plans for watching the Bathurst lead up, so I retired to my bedroom where I caught up with Jetlag, the game, researched natural remedies for Graves Disease, watched some Gaia videos on Quantum Science, journaled and watched some live golf.
I had some chicken broth for 'fend for yourself' dinner.
Now I'm closely watching the tennis score between Djokovic and Vacherot at the Shanghai Masters tennis comp.
Vacherot won the first set 6-3 and it's 4-4 in the second set. I hope that Djokovic can make a comeback.
Yesterday, AH and I had a zoom meeting with our new financial advisor.
Our old financial advisor passed us on to this one because they've decided to deal with the big corporate companies and the millions of dollars on offer.
It has been about 7 months since we were advised of this handover and nothing much has happened since then, so prior to this meeting I was considering finding a new advisor and had begun researching in the local area.
After an hour with this young man (gawd I'm old), I felt much more comfortable with our financial situation and I'm happy with him as our advisor.
I trust my gut.
Well, I'm sad to report that Djokovic has lost his semifinal against Vacherot.
Ugh!
Time to prepare for the Medvedev vs Rinderknech game in 30 minutes (if I can stay awake that long).
Nite all.



























