Productive

This was supposed to be a rest day, which I hadn't really gotten last weekend. (No, adrian_turtle didn't run me ragged, but there were some nice long walks, and carrying bags of groceries and such, and those long bus rides aren't the most restful thing in my life.)

In the sense of minimal physical exertion, it was. (And, on the short wanders outside, I not only enjoyed some fine spring weather, I saw violets and the first goslings of the season.)

However, I've done more cooking than I planned, in part because cattitude wasn't up for it. In addition to making us lunch, I made a batch of lemon ice cream while he was napping, then fish stock (because he didn't have the energy), and then I baked us fish for dinner. So I am well fed, and there are several containers in the freezer with labels that say "FISH" (because confusing that with the poultry stock seems a bad idea, moreso than confusing the duck and chicken would be, though the duck is also labeled).

Somewhere in there, the timer switch on the ice cream maker broke. I wound up turning it off with a pair of pliers (and think I did so too soon), and have email in to the Cuisinart company, because "replacement switch" isn't on the list of parts they offer on their Web site. A new paddle, lid, motor arm, or canister, yes. I'm hoping this is because it's trivial and they'll just say "here you go" rather than that they aren't prepared to handle this issue. (It's plastic, and broke in a way that is almost certainly not glueable, at least not usefully or stably.)

I also did some freelance proofreading, but that doesn't even require me to stand up, let alone lift anything heavy or fragile. So, again, it's work, but feels okay to have done today, though a full day's proofreading would not have been.

Productive

This was supposed to be a rest day, which I hadn't really gotten last weekend. (No, adrian_turtle didn't run me ragged, but there were some nice long walks, and carrying bags of groceries and such, and those long bus rides aren't the most restful thing in my life.)

In the sense of minimal physical exertion, it was. (And, on the short wanders outside, I not only enjoyed some fine spring weather, I saw violets and the first goslings of the season.)

However, I've done more cooking than I planned, in part because cattitude wasn't up for it. In addition to making us lunch, I made a batch of lemon ice cream while he was napping, then fish stock (because he didn't have the energy), and then I baked us fish for dinner. So I am well fed, and there are several containers in the freezer with labels that say "FISH" (because confusing that with the poultry stock seems a bad idea, moreso than confusing the duck and chicken would be, though the duck is also labeled).

Somewhere in there, the timer switch on the ice cream maker broke. I wound up turning it off with a pair of pliers (and think I did so too soon), and have email in to the Cuisinart company, because "replacement switch" isn't on the list of parts they offer on their Web site. A new paddle, lid, motor arm, or canister, yes. I'm hoping this is because it's trivial and they'll just say "here you go" rather than that they aren't prepared to handle this issue. (It's plastic, and broke in a way that is almost certainly not glueable, at least not usefully or stably.)

I also did some freelance proofreading, but that doesn't even require me to stand up, let alone lift anything heavy or fragile. So, again, it's work, but feels okay to have done today, though a full day's proofreading would not have been.