Kyril's Journal -- September 7, 2005

A Day of Activity

Wednesday September 7, 2005

This morning I got up determined to get moving and I did. I did my exercises, though not an exercycle session (still hoping that will happen tonight). I called my mom and a few minutes into the conversation Faol called on the landline so I asked him if I could call him back and continued the conversation with mom. While I talked with Faol later, I did the dishes, finished going through one of the children’s boxes throwing away a full bag of old papers and saving the most interesting things for them to check out, unpacked and hung up all the clothes that I had packed up and Faol shipped home for me (ones that had started to collect out there because I often fill half my suitcase with chocolate for Tom making it impossible for me to bring home most of what I take out), and mashed grapes to separate the pulp from the skins. We had a nice conversation. There was a moment or two of difficulty at one point and Faol went silent. I think it got him down but I pulled us out of it by changing the subject and getting him talking about other things.

After I got off the phone I put all the skins in a bowl, and cooked the pulp. I put the pulp in a colander and used a Lucite rod to push it through the sieve to remove the seeds, blended the skins and added them back into the pulp, and put it in the refrigerator. I am making jam but my hands won’t stand up to doing it all at once so tomorrow I will do the cooking it till it boils and stirring it a lot, then filling the jars. Hopefully my hands and arms won’t react to this by getting worse. But I am tired of not doing anything for fear they won’t handle it. I am trying to be careful though.

And I wrote another page in the story I am working on with Joyful. I can’t really do too much else with it though as I wait for her to define the second major character. It is hard to write scenes in which they interact when I don’t know enough about hers to figure out the responses or actions. She only got home sometime early this morning, I think, though so I imagine tomorrow or maybe the day after that I will hear from her.