Day 38: Two more days.
Slowly peeled myself out of bed this morning, checked emails and fell in love with Nike Free sneakers. Had seen Yvo’s adorable running shoes while exiting her house the other day and decided I also want a pair. Spent 30 minutes on the Nike site looking at things like this, before ignoring my impulses and pivoting my focus towards cleaning.
My home becomes disorderly in direct proportion with how busy I am. Right now it’s a hot mess. Did a sweep of the room from left to right, and managed to start moving things back to where they belong. An alert on my computer goes off and I see that I’ve sold another vintage toy on eBay. Packed it up and threw it in the car, along with the poster that I promised to give Linda a couple months ago.
Christina got me into signing up for an organic CSA (Community Supported Agriculture), because of this I’ve had .5 lb of rhubarb sitting around on my counter that I didn’t know what to do with. Having never cooked with rhubarb or eaten it in anything aside from a store bought pie, I wasn’t sure what to do with it, but I refuse to let it go bad. Found this scone recipe that would be low carb and easy to make. Signed on to Google Shopping Express to order the additional ingredients timing the delivery to be from 6-9pm, since I wasn’t sure when I’d get around to buying them in the daytime.
Promised to meet up with Linda at the Ferry Building around 1:00pm, so I could pretend to be a tourist while with actual tourists, I try to pratice method acting on the weekends whenever I get a chance (No, not really but isn’t it fun to say?). To get there on time I have to leave my home around noon. I would end up having an unhealthy lunch if I went straight there, so instead I made microwave egg whites.
Super simple and fast to make:
- Spray a microwave safe mug with Pam or some cooking spray.
- Pour in egg whites, I used about 2 cups.
- Add salt and pepper to your liking.
- Heat in microwave on high for a minute.
- Take cup out and stir.
- Heat for another 45 second to a minute.
- Season with whatever you like your eggs with. Here I just used a bit of Sriracha sauce because I was in a rush. Normally if I had more time I would add some avocado slides and sprinkle with cilantro leaves, along with the Srircha. Making a delicious flavor combination which I learned from Laurie’s mom.
In addition to eggs, I pulled out some blackberries and put them in a tuppeware, along with a bottle of Smartwater for my picnic in the car. By the time I had everything ready to go I had lost track of time and it was 12:45pm. Two accidents on 280 further hindered my commute. I texted Linda of my delay, but she had actually said we would meet at 2pm, and I had completely read her text wrong. Huzzah.
Once in San Francisco we walked around for about an hour and a half looking in the shops for snacks and other things when I spot this:
Heath Ceramics stall. If I could trade every dish in my kitchen with their ceramics I would. Jen had mentioned they were in the Ferry Building, but I had a chance to visit since they opened. Since gifting isn’t out of the question for shopstinance, I briefly considered getting my mom some new dishes for Mother’s Day, but I’m sure she would end up saying it was a waste of money, since certainly she can make things like this in her pottery class.
We walk out onto the dock to try to get a great shot of the Bay Bridge, and instead do a series of seagull photos. While loading up her Clipper Card for the ferry to Sausalito, the ferry driver asks if Linda and her boyfriend are ready to go now, as they have an impromptu ferry leaving. Surprise, followed by brief hugs and I’m ready to drive home.
The drive home is sleepy and monotonous, I snack on Snap Pea Crisps to stay awake.
Once home, more cleaning ensues while I defrost tilapia for dinner. Catch up on Once Upon a Time, Glee, Grey’s Anatomy, and Elementary before my Google Express Delivery arrives. Now it’s time to make scones for my mom!
Cooking with rhubarb for the first time I notice most recipes start with soaking it in sugar. I decide to try it plain because I feel that I should know what it tastes like, after all in my second grade stump the class word game rhubarb was my winning word. My face instantly puckers as it’s pretty tart. Note to self: You now know what rhubarb tastes like and never need to do that again.
If you knew me back in 2005 I had just started my first corporate job. Back then, I would bake almost every week because I adored my team. On the menu was seasonally themed cupcakes. Halloween was my favorite, as I could afford to be more creative with spider rings and webby frosting. Shortly after the breaking up of the band (we all moved onto other positions), my baking went along with it. Whenever I do bake now, it fondly reminds me of late nights with the team at work, while being stuck in a conference room that smelled like feet, and laughing. There was lots of laughing.
More cleaning ensued and then I went to bed early. Being in the sun all afternoon had made me weary. Office work has turned us all into vampires.