no fun

I have been instructed not to have any fun today.

Because, apparently, my darling husband thinks that the bread I baked and the cookies I made and the phone call to my mother and the beets I shredded for borscht and the oregano I dried and the supper I made were all too much fun for one day, so I should clean and tidy today.

So, in the spirit of not having any fun; I have loaded, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher.  I have picked up loose papers and I have cleaned off the table and put on a load of laundry.  I have hung three pictures and took the girls’ lunches to school.  I will try to have absolutely no fun as a I plant 7 packages of tulips in the sunshine (and then congratulate myself that they got planted before it snowed!)  and roast the last of the beets and puree them (for chocolate cupcakes…I know!) 

 And, speaking of which, I will also congratulate myself on a summer well spent; of the onions, carrots, peas, beans, zucchini, tomatoes, cabbage and cucumbers all eaten fresh from the garden.  I will remember the soups made from scratch and the new recipes for cucumber salad.  I will pat myself on the back as I count the 24 jars of strawberry jam, 16 jars of apple jelly, 15 jars of apple juice, 8 jars of canned crab apples, 5 jars of relish, 12 jars of dill pickles, and 4 jars of sweet pickles stacked up in the basement pantry. 

And then I’ll think about supper, and pull some homemade red cabbage out of the freezer to go with our boiled cod and potatoes.  Oh, and maybe I’ll even take the dog for a walk.

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