Today I love cleaning my new oven … well, not really, but I love when my oven is clean, so ya gotta do what ya gotta do, eh? I love that last night I made scalloped potatoes and they were very good. I love that they didn’t make as big a mess of my oven as I thought they were going to. I love that we have come to the conclusion that, while social distancing and isolation is not really very mentally healthy, we are living more healthily now than we were before, eating better, taking time to relax and regenerate and rejuvenate. I love that we have our outdoor thermometer transmitter sitting on the back deck in the sun to tell us how warm it gets out there instead of telling us how cold it feels in the shade of the front porch. I love that while the outdoor temperature right now is an actual 38° the back deck sensor is telling me that the day is 77° and that’s a win in my books. I love that I will likely stand out there in the sun several times through the day and just soak up the vitamins it offers me. I love how bright our kitchen is even though there are no windows in it, because there is a door just a couple of feet away and many windows in the dining area just beside it. I love that we reduced the number of kitchen windows from one to none and now the kitchen is much brighter.
Today I love that we have plans to move forward with the renovation here this morning and afternoon, though I am not feeling great so that will happen slowly. I love that today we are going to work on the closet under the stairs, and that will be some fun because it will be all about cutting every piece of sub floor that goes in there I suspect; the joys of small spaces are in their coziness, not in flooring them, unless, like me, you love to use power tools.
Today I love adventures in food that we have the opportunity to pursue these days. I love that I am a happy man in my kitchen even though I will constantly remind everyone of my suffering from the current lack of a cook top. I love that I knew that was coming and am really just looking for sympathy, knowing full well that it is the cheapest and least purest form of appreciation. I love that I am really not suffering much from this minor inconvenience, but that I will still accept any and all compassion that it might generate.
Today I love drinking coffee while the bottom of my oven soaks in preparation to be cleaned.