Hubby is napping.

I did groceries and cooked and ate while he slept. I also wrote on my blog.

He was hoping it would rain to justify staying in bed for two hours in the afternoon: no such luck. He goes to bed too late and wakes up before 6am each morning. 

The hungarian mushrooms soup is so delicious. I cant wait for hubby to try it. He is usually very fucking picky but this is so good he is bound to enjoy it! We also have very successful vuchyssoise in the fridge which I may freeze. I only ate sweet rice yesterday and cereals.

It is hard to satisfy hunger without any meat! I will get used to it again: i did it for 17 years, including 7 years vegan. 

UPDATE

When I was what i thought was autistic (which I am pretty sure I am not by now), I was terrified of the constant roaring noise at times in the hood. It truly sent me spiralling into anxiety: i had to do breathing yoga exercices to get through it, expecially under my heavy hot sheets. Today, I endure it without much problem. how wild I became out west! Thank you god for allowing me this experience with hubby who shared my mental space at his own risk, in full safety and love. Om muni muni mahamuni svoha Om muni muni mahamuni svoha