There was also a meeting of the ministry I head up. There were three of us present — two staff members and me.
I reported back on our progress toward the goals we’d started the year with — pretty good, actually — and insisted that we make a decision on an issue we’ve discussed for the past three months.
“We can’t shilly-shally any more,” I said. There are wheels within wheels on this particular decision, so I don’t know whether we’re making the best possible one or not. We’re doing our best, though, I guess.
I also worked on my new quilt. I now have eight blocks, and a large pile of scrap as you can see. The smart thing would be to go ahead and throw it all away right now, so I don’t have to come up with a project using tiny, tiny triangles. A project for which I won’t have time. Meaning that I will therefore have to store a bunch of tiny tiny triangles for the foreseeable future.
If I can do a couple every evening this week and take next weekend as PSDs, I may finish this before school starts.
Because along with school is the beginning of Tuesday class, Master Chorale, handbells, book club, and choirlet rehearsals. I have to decide what I’m going to do about all the evening commitments. On the one hand, I may be too busy, and perhaps I should stay home in the evenings with my husband and knit while he watches guy movies.
On the other hand, I might stay home in the evenings and work, since my husband likes to spend his evenings watching guy movies on TV. In which case it would be more restful to go out and sing.
Another issue that arises with back to school is lunch. When I’m teaching, I have a tendency to spend the drive back from class feeling ever more alarmed by how much work I have to do, to the extent that I give up all thought of making lunch when I get home and drive through someplace for lunch for me and the boys.
My plan is instead to make myself a bento box before I leave for class in the morning.
I bought a couple of bento boxes for my girls — both in corporate jobs where they carry lunch — in Little Tokyo last month.
I got them because they had near-English and near-French and were very cute.
When I got back, I became steadily more charmed by them and decided to get myself one, which you can see here. Mine has only one layer, while the girls’ boxes have two. There are two half-cup containers in this box. That’s enough for rice and chicken, and then I can put a salad in something else.
In looking for a bento box to order, I discovered the whole online cult of bento boxes. There seem to me to be three elements.
First, there is the charm of bento boxes, whether this kind of little plastic one or the traditional lacquered ones. Second, there’s the idea of a healthy, satisfying little lunch of bites of nice things. Third, there is the extreme cuteness element. This is where you put those hotdogs made into octopi and hard-boiled eggs molded into elephants.
While I naturally can see the appeal of dressing up rice balls with wee faces cut from seaweed, the websites on the subject claim that you can pack a normal, non-art bento box in 5-15 minutes in the morning. You can do it in Tupperware, too, if you haven’t succumbed to the lure of the bento box. And you can find planning forms here
I’m hoping that adding this habit will, along with my office space and gym schedule, help me to move away from the negative aspects of life as a Computer Guy.
After all, I haven’t taken up MMPRPGs or extreme awkwardness when I meet individuals of the opposite sex, so there’s no reason I should have to live on carry out, right?