Home Days*

I had such a lovely (albeit cold) day.

I think there was a problem with our heat last night. The Hubster and I always joke that we live in a “sauna house”. Our apartment building is heat-controlled, so the building manager sets it for us and it’s usually a balmy 25 – 28°C in here. (I think there is an older lady upstairs that complains whenever it’s too cold.) We love our little tropical paradise and spend our time lounging in bare feet and t-shirts, and open windows for a breath of cold air from time to time.

Last night I actually felt cold. I knew something was wrong when the Hubster pointed out that I still had my socks on after dinner. I hate socks. As soon as I get home, I’m usually barefoot or in slippers. But last night, it didn’t even occur to me to take them off because I still hadn’t warmed up enough.

When we went to bed, the room was definitely chilly. We normally throw off our covers and fall asleep just with a sheet on, but last night we were buried underneath the blankets. I woke up several times and when I poked my head out of my blanket cave, I could feel the chill in the air. I had to use the bathroom, and the floor was so cold. There are times when hardwood is not my friend.

When I finally woke up this morning, I didn’t feel terribly rested and all I wanted was a cozy “home day”. It’s exam week for high school students, so as it turned out, I didn’t get a call to go to work and my wish was granted.

I was already up, showered and dressed by the time the Hubster left for work at 7:30 (oh, the joys of an on-call profession…) so with a cup of hot chocolate and a couple of blankets, I spent most of the morning curled up with The Book Thief. It’s one of those books that you can’t bear to put down and think about even when you’re not reading it… and even though I picked up from my library yesterday afternoon, I’m nearly finished it already. Love.

Since the Hubster had to be at work, I decided that I should be at least somewhat productive. I finally tackled my chronically disorganized linen / storage closet and put it in order. I’m happy to report that I can now look inside it and not want to cry.

And find whatever I want. It’s magical.

I also braved the cold (that wasn’t so cold after all) and ran some errands. But, like a winner, I forgot to buy the three things that I specifically went to the grocery store to buy.

However, I will not run out of brown sugar or popcorn any time soon. (I have my priorities.)

By then I felt I had been wonderfully productive and rewarded myself with a short nap. (Just a teeny one. It was only two hours.)

I woke up, decided not to make a big dinner and had cheese, crackers and grapes instead.

It’s been a wonderful, cozy relaxing day. I have no idea what tomorrow holds as far as work is concerned, but if I’m off again, I did some research and found two consignment shops near when I live. Up to now I’ve only thrift shopped at major chain thrift stores (Goodwill & Value Village), but I’m hearing lots of good things about smaller consignment shops. I’m very excited to try them out and see what I can find!

How do you like to spend your “home days”?