Good morning. Good morning. Good morning. Did you think I had retired from the newspaper? Well, no! Here I am to continue tormenting you with my days. I had decided to take a few days off from the newspaper. To think about other things, to make some changes in my routine and schedule. When I decided to come back good, a chain of events prevented me from doing so until now.

Between the malfunctioning of the electrical service, the internet, the damaged keyboard in my connection center delayed my return somewhat. It's incredible how expensive they want to sell things to you. A generic keyboard for the machine $40? I asked the salesman if he was writing through my thoughts.

I don't know if I'm Perolito, that character that Emilio Lovera played on Radio Rochela, remember? Perolito and Escarlata. But it seems to me a price exaggeration. But nothing had damaged the USB connector of the cable and I got out to make a cubanada. Picking a cable that I had saved, punch the connector of the keyboard and make a graft. Nothing aesthetic but it works there.

After all the fuss, here I go with what I'm interested in. My diary for today. Maybe I'll mention some things that don't go with the day, but maybe it's just references.

For the few who read me, you can imagine that my day began when the biological clock gave the order to my brain to wake up. My brain sent the command to my entire body and by 7 a.m. I was out of bed.

There are routines that didn't fit and going to the bathroom to wash myself and then to the kitchen to make coffee is a couple of them. With the coffee ready I went to the back yard of the house to consume my vices. Today I would have a hard day.

I had to wash the clothes I left soaking yesterday and since life gave us a damaged one from the fridge, I had to cook everything I had stored that could be damaged. So I started my day with the routine of cleaning the house.

As always, porch, hallway, my room, kitchen, bathroom, laundry. I definitely skip the living room and dining room for two things. I don't use them and there are three other people who can take care of those places, they live there watching TV all day.

Once the house was cleaned up, I dedicated myself to chopping up the seasonings and vegetables that I would use for what I was going to cook. First the most cooking. Some black beans that I had been wanting to make for some time. I chopped the onions, peppers, peppers, scallions, cilantro but not so much, garlic, carrots, potatoes, cauliflower, zucchini, broccoli, the last 5 are not for the caraotas. I am not so crazy, it is for a meat that I have there that because of the damaged one of the refrigerator I am forced to cook.

Already with everything chopped. I dedicated myself to frying what I would use for the black beans. With everything ready, I left the caraitas there cooking, which, thanks to God, the salesman did not deceive me and they are soft. Besides, it's very cumbersome to cook only with an electric cooking ant.

While the grains were cooking, I washed them. By eleven o'clock in the morning, the beans were ready and I washed my daily shirts and underwear. So I prepared a stew that would go well with carrots, potatoes, cauliflower, broccoli and zucchini. I particularly like this meat with vegetables.

I left everything cooking there. I first sautéed the dressings, then I added the meat and then I put some tomato from my own harvest and then the vegetables with a little water so that they would cook more with the steam than with the water itself.

Other times to the laundry to continue washing. The turn of the bed sheets. Two sets of sheets that I washed one by one since I had to keep an eye on what I was cooking. I finished washing the first set and from there back to the kitchen. The meat and vegetables were ready. So I put portions in the containers and then put them in my sister's freezer. I don't like this but I don't have any other way.

I set out to prepare a ground meat sauce for pasta. So, I fried the seasonings, added the ground meat, tomatoes from the harvest, which I used a lot of, the condiments, some water, and left it cooking and then went back to the patio.

I washed the second set of sheets. I went from the laundry room to the kitchen and back several times. The sauce, as it had a lot of tomato, needed more attention. I was really staying as I like it. Very Italian. Just like Mrs. Maria de Gabrielesky, mother of a young friend, dreamed of me.

I finished washing the set of sheets and went to the kitchen to keep an eye on what I was cooking. With the sauce ready, I let it rest while I put the rest of the vegetables I had left over to cook. I should freeze them already cooked so they wouldn't get damaged. Too bad about the fridge. So far it looks like the repair will be $25. Let's see how we do.

With the cooked vegetables came an interruption in the electrical service. So I had to wait so I could prepare some rice for lunch. It was already about two o'clock in the afternoon. Without electricity I was busy packing everything I had cooked.

As a reference I will use the ½ and ¼ kilogram margarine containers to give you an idea.

8 packages of ½ kilo for the charts that cook a kilo. 200 grams of meat to cook with the vegetables gave me 3 packages of half a kilo and one of ¼. I used half a kilo of ground meat for the pasta sauce and that gave me 6 containers of ¼ per kilo. I kept 3 containers of ½ kilo of vegetables. With that I have a cone for 10 days. Along with whatever you want to use as a side dish.

When I finished packing, since I had not restored the electricity, I continued washing. I only scrubbed because the water in the house is hydro-pneumatic. I had little left. Some Barça caps that needed urgent washing, some jeans, among other things.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon the electrical system was working again and I left like a soul that takes the devil to the kitchen. We were all waiting for the electrical service to arrive and we were all hungry and we all wanted to cook first. This time I won the game. At the same time I had not eaten breakfast and hunger was attacking.

I only cooked the rice that was what I needed to accompany part of what I had cooked during the morning and early afternoon. Once the rice was ready, I served it on a plate. Meat with vegetables, Russian salad, black beans with plain cheese and of course the rice. The boiled banana was missing but I could not buy it.