Here’s what this past week looked like- My Everyday Life Week 5
Processing January. I am going to be sharing more about my creative process and journaling on The Handwriting Club Stubstack if you’re interested.
This was part of my horoscope that I lettered.
I drew my Reset Button salad
I caught my hair doing things in my shadow.
I LOVE LISTS
I started a substack for The Handwriting Club! I hope you enjoy it 🙂
Let’s welcome Cauliflower Chowder into the rotation!
(imagine the Price is Right theme song playing)
This soup is LIGHT as it is HEARTY.
What does that even mean, Tracy?
I’m glad you asked.
It will satisfy your baked potato craving (bacon + cheddar!) and give you the warm full tummy feeling you need on a cold winter day.
It’s like baked potato soup but no potato! So if you’re off potatoes lookie here! I’m not. I just didn’t have any.
The bacon and Old Bay give it a good oomph. Any excuse to put bacon and cheddar on a soup is fine by me. The price is right with this one!
Hi friends! Happy Monday. I hope your day is off to a good start. It’s Sunday night as I type this. We played catchup this weekend and I sat my butt in the chair and did a bunch of computer work. I also focused on getting good sleep because last week my sleep was off and that annoyed me. Meal prep happened. My fridge is full of good options. I took some videos of the process but haven’t shot what I made. The whole process is as cathartic as it is exhausting. Taking good care of yourself and family is hard work. If that’s you, I’m proud of you. Keep up the good work.
Here are my Intentions for the Week!
Here’s what this past week looked like- My Everyday Life Week 4
First meal prep of 2023. It was TIME! I wrote it all out in my hobonichi techo.
Here it is without writing.
Here it is with writing!
I have more Currently Workbooks in my Etsy shop! It’s not too late to start one! Join me in this creative adventure and follow The Handwriting Club on Substack. There’s a private facebook group where you can share your pages!
I added it up and I’ve lived here in my childhood home for about 27 years. For 17 of those years, the house was under my Mom’s care. For the last 10 years, it’s been under my operation, with my Mom’s voice always in the back of my mind while I work. When I miss a spot, I can hear her pointing out the missed spot while imploring me to do the job right! “The dishes don’t do themselves!” she’d say.
I know, Mom. I REALLY KNOW.
