The workiepersons are done and gone, the box is complete, the cats are sniffing around the strange changes and interesting sniffs of MDF and silicone.
I could have late lunch, if I had any lunch-appropriate food in the house. The bread won't be ready for hours (I must've been lucky with my first sourdough starter, the one where I made three consecutive and increasingly perfect loaves and then just forgot to save a piece of dough and had to start again; the two starters I've experimented with since have been far less enthusiastic to rise and much less resilient in the oven), but I must have noodles. I always have noodles. And I have greens and ham and eggs and chillies and onions and garlic and sambal and such. That sounds like a lunch.
And then, what to do with the rest of my day? I suppose I could think about decorating the hallway, if I had any notion what colour to paint it. The door is black; there will be no carpet, as soon as I get around to ripping it out (later today, quite likely); it faces north, and the only natural light is the fanlight above the door. Ideas?
I could have late lunch, if I had any lunch-appropriate food in the house. The bread won't be ready for hours (I must've been lucky with my first sourdough starter, the one where I made three consecutive and increasingly perfect loaves and then just forgot to save a piece of dough and had to start again; the two starters I've experimented with since have been far less enthusiastic to rise and much less resilient in the oven), but I must have noodles. I always have noodles. And I have greens and ham and eggs and chillies and onions and garlic and sambal and such. That sounds like a lunch.
And then, what to do with the rest of my day? I suppose I could think about decorating the hallway, if I had any notion what colour to paint it. The door is black; there will be no carpet, as soon as I get around to ripping it out (later today, quite likely); it faces north, and the only natural light is the fanlight above the door. Ideas?