On the last day of one of the strangest months in all of our lives I am lapping up what will most likely be one of the last cool days we (in the Southeast of the US) encounter for awhile.
Yesterday was a little better.
While I am not 100% healthwise (when am I ever, right?) I managed to get in a good 45-minute workout on the trainer. Hopefully this will be repeated today, or perhaps I’ll get outside for a solo walk instead.
I cooked a supper that was edible, but completely unrecognizable to what was initially intended; because I used tofu instead of “beef”, my orange-chili beef turned into more of a orange-flavored mapo tofu. Also, for the second week in a row I failed miserably at cooking a batch of rice, something I used to nail. I even tried rinsing the long-grain rice before cooking it, a step everyone claims is vital, but it made no difference. The resultant pot was a gooey blob of rice. Perhaps I just bought an inferior bag of rice? I think this weekend I’ll put that rice in a rice cooker, or my Instant Pot, and see what is produced.
My biggest issues these days are trying to be productive with my job, while I also attempt to “adult” by solving financial and logistical problems I never expected to encounter as recently as eight weeks ago. Wish me luck, I may need it.