Woke up at 5:30 but went back to sleep. At 10 I took a shower, did the laundry, fixed the wardrobe and my relation with Panama. Such a productive morning for a hangover day. At 12 I had breakfast yup you guessed it! BUT new invention: home made space (aka instead of adding gingerbread spice to my oats I add some cardamom, cinnamon and nutmeg (aka the exact same think basically). Then I sit, record numbers, politicians and headlines and don’t get up for at least an hour. The roommates came in and joined.
My date (brazil) and I changed it from a walk at 2 to getting take away tomorrow eveing. So I went on a walk, there was a dj on the sachsenbrücke and then headed to the cafe cause my boss made jam, that I’m gonna go give my mom for christmas. The vibes there are far from good. Everyone seemed a bit frowny and grey, understandibly. I brought cookies…
Then I met with Jule at the zero waste store, didn’t buy anything, walked home and made lunch (at 4). I had a salad: new fave:
Also had bread with pb and smoked tofu and an egg and manchego and olives. Deleetches.
Now it’s 6 I’m in my room. Got tea, the candles are lit and I’m about to bake Nussecken.
Baked Nussecken, made dinner (rice, veggies, plantbullar and ketchup) then we played scrable, I ate a ton of chocolate in bed and slept like a baby!