Definitely a day to go with the flow! 50 day blog - day 33

Some days you just have to throw your hands up in the air and give in to whatever the world is throwing at you. The more you try to take back control, the more likely it is that there will be something else just waiting to disrupt you and show you that control is futile! 

I started today the ultimate picture of zen, with a whole day ahead of me in the house to write and catch up on everything that I needed

to. I'd planned a lovely run along the prom towards the end of the afternoon as a reward for all my work efforts of the day. And then a nice evening cooking a lovely dinner for me and my husband which I dreamed of placing down in front of him once he came home in the evening. 

After answering some emails and texts this morning, and a wee plan of a couple of blog posts, I took myself off to the supermarket to get the week's shopping. I had list in hand and everything. Not my usual style but I'm doing a detox and I needed to be organised. Felt very in control and happy with my wee self.  

Supermarket shop went well, with me remembering everything (thank you, list!) and I tootled home to make a dream salad for lunch. As I chopped and stirred away I was dreaming of myself as a potential Masterchef candidate, knowing all the best flavours and getting the proportions down to a tee! 

I sat down with the salad and was getting ready to get back up to the study to write and plan and get back to everything on my other list, the 'to do list'. I almost wet myself when I saw someone pottering away in the back garden, then was relieved to see that it was my uncle who had mentioned that he'd come round one day and measure the garden when we were out, for some designs. It was absolutely lovely to see him and my auntie so I spent an hour chatting and catching up. 

When I did get back upstairs writers block set in and for love nor money I couldn't string two words together! After an hour and a half I decided that I'd better got for that run so that I could create some space in my brain and then the words would flow. Serenity was just a wee run away I reckoned. Off I tootle to Portobello Prom for a nice wee view of the sea as I ran. It was indeed lovely, although my legs had no idea what was happening and didn't seem to know left from right. Detox and running are apparently a hilarious combination. Although my energy was fine, my coordination was not!  

Back at the car I caught up on the emails I'd received in the afternoon. Time was getting on but I reckoned I could get back, do a wee half hour of writing and then make the amazing curry that I had planned, then finish my blog after dinner. That would have been if I hadn't got caught in a traffic jam on the way back. Although the traffic jam did give me time to remember that I actually didn't have any carrots to make the vegetable stock that I needed. Into supermarket (again), carrots purchased,  and then I'm back on the way home. 

I decided that I'd best make the vegetable stock first, then get the dinner on and while it was simmering the required 40 minutes then I could write.  

Ok, so here's where it all went pear shaped...! 

Remind me never again to decide to make lentil soup at the same time as a chick pea and butternut squash curry just because I 'may aswell use the rest of the stock'.  Remind me next time that butternut squash and chick pean curry actually takes almost and hour and a half by the time I chop, roast, simmer, blah blah blah... Remind me how frustrated I get when I do too many things at once and the plates stop spinning perfectly (I was also doing a washing and answering emails). Remind me how this usually leads to accidents...... Remind me next time I go to the shops that I will also forget tinned tomatoes (read that to me that I had to pop out to the shops AGAIN, mid dinner making).....

Remember that lovely picture I had this morning of me presenting my husband with some master cuisine dish of full health as he walk though the door, me also dressed immaculately, beaming widely and telling him of my amazingly productive day....? Yeah, well, no that never quite materialised!! 

What he did come home to was me still in sweaty running kit, the kitchen floor covered in the insides of butternut squash (which I'd savagely destroyed in temper because it's no easy smooth vegetable to chop and peel apparently!), the sink filled to the brim (and more) with pretty much every dish in our cupboards, and washing lying about not quite put away. But the next scene could not have been written by a comedy sketch writer. As I announced to him that things were a bit messy but I'd made a lentil soup too that he could have for lunches this week.... As I announced this to him, while popping it in the liquidiser to smooth out, there was an almighty raining down all over the kitchen of lentil soup...... Yup, I'd forgotten to put the lid on the processor! 

What can you do...? You have to laugh in situations like these! It was so utterly ridiculous and the kitchen walls were quite literally painted with lentil soup (albeit yeast, dairy and sugar free!!). 

But do you know, the mess got cleaned up, the curry was lovely, there IS still some lentil soup left for lunches, and we both had a laugh. 

And amazingly against all the odds I have got through all of my work to do list, AND written my blog! I guess this is wheat you were meant to read rather than my carefully planned and thoughtful piece. That'll teach me!!! 

Til tomorrow..... 

CT :-) x