I feel strangely obligated to complain that it’s Monday. Perhaps
it’s a leftover impulse from my working 9 – 5 days, although being in floral
design and event planning that kind of stricture never really applied. It
truth, the work of a home cook and caregiver is perpetual, which is to say, I “work”
everyday. Perhaps it’s just a ploy for validation and solidarity with the
working world outside my home, and those around me who must plod off to their
weekday jobs.
The worst think about Monday, perhaps, is the weight my own
expectations for the week: the list making and note writing; and the wondering
how it’s all going to get done. This isn’t Eastern philosophy, but perhaps
Monday’s often suck because I am predisposed to thinking they will, and
therefore they do. In reality, today is a cold and bright winter day, the snow
from this weekend is still clinging to the trees which will make for a
beautiful drive to campus this afternoon. I am, for example, far more upset
that the charge point on my iPhone is dying, which is an ongoing stressor than
I am about it being Monday. Perhaps, like the Grinch, how I feel about Monday
is completely about my own attitude and nothing else, it is, after-all, an opportunity
to mark a new beginning every single week.
Per my iPhone 4 - yes you read that right I’m two
generations behind on my technology - the charge point is part of the main
circuit board and cannot be repaired. At this point there is a fairly
complicated ritual involved that includes the right facial expression, the cord
wrapped around the phone at the correct angle, and the correct combination of
curse words, to get it to charge. I fear, every single day, that today will be
the day it does not work. As for replacing the unit, I know I will have to, but
I really am hoping to continue this dangerous dance until our tax returns come
in. One final word before I leave the subject, I really think it’s an irresponsible
kind of built in obsolescence to put the interface point directly on the main
circuit board. I am sure for design purposes it makes perfect sense, however,
how many iPhones go into the landfill and recycling* each year because of this
flaw? The rest of the technology was perfectly serviceable, is that kind of
waste really necessary? I don’t usually
get on my green soap box, but if we’re going to have any kind of a future on
this planet we really need to think about how we’re making personal
technologies – like the cell phone – now!
*A great deal of the recycled tech in this country is
sitting around in vast warehouses with no one buying and using it to
manufacture a new product. Many of the companies end up closing down and the
phone you took the time and care to recycle ends up dumped into a landfill, or
worse.
Finally, in an attempt to bring this journal entry back to
the main topic of my blog, I talked to the family about my food plan. I don’t expect
to impose my ideas on them, I have tried and failed, but since I feed them three
or more days per week, I thought it fair to at least give them a head up. In
response to that conversation, my mother-in-law came home with half a dozen paczki.
OK, it wasn’t in direct response to the conversation about us needing to loose
weight, but it was suspicious. My husband had mentioned that we both liked
paczki, and that he was looking forward to Paczki Day. She saw the paczki at the
grocery store, and bought them: not exactly diabolical behavior! Accept, that I’m
the one with no self control who will be lying in bed at night bathed in my own
cold sweat, as the paczki call to me from the kitchen upstairs in a creepy,
come hither, “I see dead people,” kind of way, until I finally break down and
eat one!
Paczki Day, (punch-key) for those of you unfamiliar with the
treat, and the event, is a means of celebrating Shrove Tuesday - the last
Tuesday before the Lenten fast. In Canada
and the UK Michigan
Oatmeal for breakfast; leftover veggie pizza for lunch; and
a sweet potato, and green bean salad with yogurt and lentils for dinner.
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