Half is better than none

Chris did not come to bed last night. II had trouble sleeping and kept looking to see if the lights were off. Finally I fell asleep. I woke up thinking it was late but then I heard the alarm go off. I stayed in bed a little longer. Then I got up to drink and swish. I also boiled ginger pieces. Chris was sleeping on the couch. So I could not play the usual video to exercise. I got dressed and walked up on the mountain, tapping because the trail was so steep that I was afraid I would slide down if I tripped. I made a point of looking at the trees and rocks and leaves as I walked. Looking at natural terrain is supposed to be good for your eyes. I made and ate breakfast when I got back. Chris started the laundry. I made hummus, adding tumeric made it better. Then I made chocolate, shaving up the whole brick of cacao butter. I put a cup of shavings in a black korean bowl in the toaster oven. It came out dark, maybe it melted too fast? I put it in a measuring cup and added an equal amount of cocoa powder. It was enough to fill about half the letters in the alphabet mold. I made another batch, using lower heat. It took a long time to melt. Then I added the cocoa powder, vanilla and honey (more this time since Nela commented that it was too strong last time). It filled the alphabet mold except for two letters.
I took the ornaments off the tree. The red and gold baubles had hooks but would not fit in the case that way. So I put on some Christmas music and put little gold loops on each one. I packed them in their container. The little bells were returned to their sheet of cardboard. I folded up the fabric used as the tree skirt. I helped Chris fold the laundry. I ate a sweet potato. I glued the Sudoku flowers into half a ball. I looked up the BOM for the Tuesday group, intending to pick fabrics. But it was hard without a colored picture to go by. I sorted the blue fabrics into dark, medium and light. I looked a pictures of blue scrap quilts to see if if all blues can be mixed or if they need to have something in common. I decided that all blues can mix together, but I probably won't like it unless they have something in common. I drank some ginger tea. Then we watched One Fine Day with George Clooney and Michelle Pfeiffer. I wrote up my blog post and we went to bed.