An extra half hour would do marvels for my morale after lunch… I’m just too rushed.
I’m waiting for the black beans and rice to cook at the moment, then I shall polish off what’s left of my cornbread and call it a lunch :o)
I was typing at my computer a few moments ago when I heard a loud whistling behind me, like from a haunted house, and a clunk from outside the bedroom door. It’s very windy outside today, and the blinds, which were drawn down over the slightly cracked window, were pressed up against the aperture as the wind rushed through the house, opening the front door (hence the clunk) and creating the whistle as the air was sucked in between the individual blinds. It scared the mess out of me :o)
Rice is done. Have a lovely afternoon, everyone.