Song of the day: “Man down” Rihanna. Who’d have thunk it, but apparently I can like this particular artist anyway. Go figure.
First I’ve got a rant that just has to get out.
For a moment here, I wanna talk about inappropriate behavior, because, seriously, I am no prude but…well, let me explain what happened. Big brother and I were out the other day, driving through the city late at night, when, on the pavement, up ahead a man (in his late forties I’m guessing) was standing by a park bench, and in front of him was a woman (mid-twenties, not a day over twenty five, if she was a day) who appeared to be in distress. I was like, awww, how sweet, the guy’s daughter is crying, and he’s comforting her, and yes, as we passed, I saw it clearly, he was standing in front of her, his hand gently stroking the back of her head as she rested her forehead against his belt buckle.
I glanced at big brother, and then out the window once more to look back at the…blowjob?! Yep. From this particular angle there was no mistaking it. To me it was a definite moment of “Aaawww, how swee…what the…” I snap back forward and blink at the fully lit street ahead. “Right. Blowjob.” Thank you for that imagery, bunch of weirdoes.
Seriously, it was almost midnight, but here in Spain that means that kids are still roaming the streets, riding around on their bikes and whatnot. I should have had hung out the window and shouted, “Get a effing room you perverts.”
I mean it; I have nothing against people orally doing…well, stuff. To each his own and all that. But do they have to friggin’ do it in the middle of the street for all the world to see? Do they have to emotionally scar me for life just because they like the risk of being caught? I mean, really. I don’t like to have my naïve awww moment wrecked by the harsh reality of two people doing THAT right where I can see it. Jeezzz!
Okay, rant over. Let’s get to it.
After not hearing my alarm at all yesterday morning, I was rushing through every single morning ritual in an attempt to catch up. I hate nothing more than being behind with stuff. Puts me in a nasty mood that’s a fact. But anyway, there were the morning things, chores and laundry before I headed up to tenant and helped her get ready to walk down to the basin terrace with me. Caregiver had to be elsewhere, so we were on our own. Hah.
While doing that, my phone went. Turned out that the newspaper where I applied for a job recently wanted to see me around five, so yeah, that’s when the nervousness started. Nothing to serious, but strangely enough my mind always starts to think of worst case scenarios, which is not a good thing at all. I finally decided to just head down into the yard.
There were plants to water, and since I was down there needing distraction anyway, I spent a couple of hours trimming tomato plants, and re-hanging their branches. Very calming to do that, nothing like hot sun, green bushes and dirty hands to get you grounded, eh?
By the time I was done I headed up to the outside kitchen for supper. A veggie mix with chickpea/lentil burgers that went down excellently. Such an easy way of eating nice.
But anyway, after that I had to head on up (caregiver was home by then) to get ready to go to my surprise job interview. Ended up being half an hour late, because I got lost in the mazes of streets and the office didn’t have a big plaque out, or anything. Finally had to call (hate that) and say that I was in the street but couldn’t find them. Got there, had to fill in some forms, and then was brought to the back to talk with the woman who did the hiring.
I don’t know. I guess I’ll be surprised if this job goes through, because our talk wasn’t the most auspicious one, but I’ll just have to see. She said she would talk with her bosses, and would get back to me if I got hired, but other than that I was outta there in less than fifteen minutes. Talk about a waste of time. *sigh*
On the way home we did a few groceries, mostly hoping for the sale of thermos cans, but they were there yet, so we were back on the road again within no time.
Once home there was, of course, and edit. I mean, seriously, we’re in the middle of a full length novel edit, of course it’s isn’t done yet. And afterwards I got curious about the fight technique called Krav Maga, and ended up watching some demos of it on youtube. I’m so going to use it for a book some day, and if I can manage it, maybe even learn it myself.
I, more than anything, was pleased to be in bed on time, though. I was totally wasted. Hah. Then I almost overslept this morning because of the clock grandpa lend me, which stopped, for some peculiar reason at the 2:30 in the morning, leaving me completely reliant on my phone. Luckily, I woke to the tune of my phone alarm, making me only five minutes late for a change. Hah.
There was laundry, breakfast, yada yada yada, and then I was chatting with tenant for a bit before I got tools and headed down into the yard to start turning earth for the new potato patch.
The weather was fine, a cool south eastern wind, and the sun was shining (no more than 92 degrees) and just the right spot in the shade where the actual digging would be done. It took some time what with the root system there, and the compost pile that I had to get to the big one with three full wheelbarrows, and the rocks hiding underground, but I got it done.
By then my foot was complaining by the way. Standing at a constant slant is not the smartest thing for plantars faciitis. *sigh* I for one was happy to gather the tools and head on up and start on supper. Made pumpkin, herbal, pepper, onion and garlic mix which worked out so well that I might consider making it again some day soon.
After eating and relaxing for little over half an hour, (put up some glass pots for tomorrow’s canning) and then headed down again to water a few patches in the lower yard, along with the young eucalypti that still need that extra bit of water. That done there was some more harvesting to do (got a total of twenty tomatoes, I think) and taking the new dried herbs from the drying cupboard.
Now all that’s left is the upcoming edit, meaning that the end of the evening is rapidly coming towards me, thankfully. Heck, right now, I could do with a nap, and yet I know that there isn’t time.
Gotta go.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Heavy cleaning
Song of the day: “The voice” by Eimear Quin. Wonderful song, but then a lot of Irish music falls that way with me.
First of all, I saw the motion picture, Hanna, yesterday evening, and was vastly disappointed. Such a wonderful premise and then to see it done in that way…I mean, really, the actor’s did a fine job, the plot was good, but then the way it was done.They put the emphasis on all the wrong stuff, as if they were taking a photograph of a beautiful landscape but chose the wrong spot to shoot I from…just a terrible pity. It could have excelled, darn it.
But anyway, it was a movie, so in the end, who cares, right? It usually is a fifty fifty change anyway. You like the movie, or not. Simple as that.
Right, yesterday.
Yesterday was kind of busy with small tasks that took more time than effort, even though I was properly exhausted at the end of the day.
We started using the stairs, yay, and they work fine, thank you very much. So much easier getting down now.
Well, even though I am threatening to draw a blank at this moment, I do remember doing a bit of harvesting. The tomatoes are drawing near to the end of their season, which is a terrible pity, but inevitable. Yesterday and today combined, I harvested maybe twelve tomatoes, which is a terribly low number, compared to summer where we took up a basket a day at least.
The majority of the stuff I did involved cleaning up. In this instance attacking spider webs in the house, they were humongous, if not a bit scary. Hah. It took me half an hour just to do the main parts of the ceiling, and then I haven’t even tried to tackle the ones hiding in corners and such. *sigh*
Next, after helping tenant get ready, and walking her down to the basin and getting her settled for the day, I got to work on the garden pit. It has been a genuine mess for more than a month now, and yesterday it finally got to be too much for me. I dug through the plastic trays, pots and…well, lotsa stuff, with a stick, you understand, because of the two snakes that have already wandered down there. Jeez. Whenever a breeze went through the leaves I almost had a heart attack. And seriously, you do not know what I did when a frog jumped at me from an empty pot. Yikes!
Be that as it may, I finished the garden pit, along with the greenhouse, which was a friggin’ mess as well. Pots were all over the place, the floor littered with stones and messes that I didn’t bother to identify prior to dumping it in a garbage bag. It was wonderfully warm in there, by the way, and I was dripping sweat like a race horse. Phew.
After that I headed out into the yard and took my time trimming the cherry tomatoes. The poor plants have been looking miserable for quite some time now, and I feared that they were already dead. They weren’t, in fact I actually found all sorts of new branches hiding in the weeds. Even hung them back on the reed construction. Poor little darlings.
Gada, my Labrador, is really not feeling well. If it goes on like this I’m going to have to visit the vet with her, because she is really not enjoying herself at the moment. In fact, she appears to be in pain every now and then, and that I do not like at all.
During the last hour of daylight we (big brother and I) hauled compost to the raised seedbed, cleared out the old, and put in a completely new layer so we can start sowing there again. After two years of use, the old compost had almost turned to sand. Hah.
No edits yesterday. In fact, big brother and I finished writing the synopsis for ATOL, went over all the other required data, and send it to a publisher. Yay. Keep yer fingers crossed. It’s a good story, and though it might need some tuning from a professional, I think it would do well. We’ll have to see how it goes, eh?
I totally overslept this morning, which is not a smart thing to do, but was also unavoidable since I didn’t manage to get to bed until after three in the morning. Don’t you hate it when that happens? Things get out of hand, and before you know it, two hours have past.
But then we come to today.
This morning, what with tenant’s caregiver being at her other job again, I headed up early and helped tenant down to the basin terrace. She settled there comfortably again…we are trying to get as much from this summer (the past couple of days were a little warmer again, yay) so she’s coming along as often as she can.
Leaving her to chop the veggies for our afternoon meal, I set to continue cleaning. I cleared the main gutter over the terrace, the path covered with carob leaves and bamboo leaves, the stairs leading up to the courtyard, and the muck that lay on the floor of the garden pit. All in all over three wheelbarrows of the stuff, making me nicely overheated by the time I could start supper.
Supper worked out well, by the way. Baked potatoes with onion, garlic and garden herbs, and a vegetable mix on the side. Enjoyed it, and was pleasantly full afterwards.
Just finished eating, in fact, and since I still have more to do tonight, I better wrap this up and call it a blog.
First of all, I saw the motion picture, Hanna, yesterday evening, and was vastly disappointed. Such a wonderful premise and then to see it done in that way…I mean, really, the actor’s did a fine job, the plot was good, but then the way it was done.They put the emphasis on all the wrong stuff, as if they were taking a photograph of a beautiful landscape but chose the wrong spot to shoot I from…just a terrible pity. It could have excelled, darn it.
But anyway, it was a movie, so in the end, who cares, right? It usually is a fifty fifty change anyway. You like the movie, or not. Simple as that.
Right, yesterday.
Yesterday was kind of busy with small tasks that took more time than effort, even though I was properly exhausted at the end of the day.
We started using the stairs, yay, and they work fine, thank you very much. So much easier getting down now.
Well, even though I am threatening to draw a blank at this moment, I do remember doing a bit of harvesting. The tomatoes are drawing near to the end of their season, which is a terrible pity, but inevitable. Yesterday and today combined, I harvested maybe twelve tomatoes, which is a terribly low number, compared to summer where we took up a basket a day at least.
The majority of the stuff I did involved cleaning up. In this instance attacking spider webs in the house, they were humongous, if not a bit scary. Hah. It took me half an hour just to do the main parts of the ceiling, and then I haven’t even tried to tackle the ones hiding in corners and such. *sigh*
Next, after helping tenant get ready, and walking her down to the basin and getting her settled for the day, I got to work on the garden pit. It has been a genuine mess for more than a month now, and yesterday it finally got to be too much for me. I dug through the plastic trays, pots and…well, lotsa stuff, with a stick, you understand, because of the two snakes that have already wandered down there. Jeez. Whenever a breeze went through the leaves I almost had a heart attack. And seriously, you do not know what I did when a frog jumped at me from an empty pot. Yikes!
Be that as it may, I finished the garden pit, along with the greenhouse, which was a friggin’ mess as well. Pots were all over the place, the floor littered with stones and messes that I didn’t bother to identify prior to dumping it in a garbage bag. It was wonderfully warm in there, by the way, and I was dripping sweat like a race horse. Phew.
After that I headed out into the yard and took my time trimming the cherry tomatoes. The poor plants have been looking miserable for quite some time now, and I feared that they were already dead. They weren’t, in fact I actually found all sorts of new branches hiding in the weeds. Even hung them back on the reed construction. Poor little darlings.
Gada, my Labrador, is really not feeling well. If it goes on like this I’m going to have to visit the vet with her, because she is really not enjoying herself at the moment. In fact, she appears to be in pain every now and then, and that I do not like at all.
During the last hour of daylight we (big brother and I) hauled compost to the raised seedbed, cleared out the old, and put in a completely new layer so we can start sowing there again. After two years of use, the old compost had almost turned to sand. Hah.
No edits yesterday. In fact, big brother and I finished writing the synopsis for ATOL, went over all the other required data, and send it to a publisher. Yay. Keep yer fingers crossed. It’s a good story, and though it might need some tuning from a professional, I think it would do well. We’ll have to see how it goes, eh?
I totally overslept this morning, which is not a smart thing to do, but was also unavoidable since I didn’t manage to get to bed until after three in the morning. Don’t you hate it when that happens? Things get out of hand, and before you know it, two hours have past.
But then we come to today.
This morning, what with tenant’s caregiver being at her other job again, I headed up early and helped tenant down to the basin terrace. She settled there comfortably again…we are trying to get as much from this summer (the past couple of days were a little warmer again, yay) so she’s coming along as often as she can.
Leaving her to chop the veggies for our afternoon meal, I set to continue cleaning. I cleared the main gutter over the terrace, the path covered with carob leaves and bamboo leaves, the stairs leading up to the courtyard, and the muck that lay on the floor of the garden pit. All in all over three wheelbarrows of the stuff, making me nicely overheated by the time I could start supper.
Supper worked out well, by the way. Baked potatoes with onion, garlic and garden herbs, and a vegetable mix on the side. Enjoyed it, and was pleasantly full afterwards.
Just finished eating, in fact, and since I still have more to do tonight, I better wrap this up and call it a blog.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Exhausted
Song of the day: “Hold my hand” by Michael Jackson. Yay.
Well, it’s been a busy couple of days, and I can feel every single minute of it. Seriously, I feel about fifty years old right now, reminds me that we’ve been slacking this summer, doing small tasks that don’t require that much muscle power.
Yesterday, after filling those planters I made the other day with dirt, two dame da noches (night blooming jasmine) and a big oregano plant. Looking good, I’ll admit, I can hardly wait to see how it will look once we’ve got the wall done. *sigh*
Next, upon grandpa’s insistence, I headed down to the third terrace where I would start working on the stairs that is going to be extremely necessary there once start building a container for next year’s fertilizer. Seeing as we’re going to have to haul literally everything down, a proper stairs is essential. So, during the course of the day, I hauled rocks, stones, cement and chopped until I could no longer feel my hands, shoulder, lower back and hips…and not in a good way. Hah. Managed to get five steps done, meaning that today I had to finish the rest. I can assure you that my body, though game, wasn’t thrilled with the plans. Hah.
The proper night’s rest did me well, however, and though I had my doubts around 1:30 about whether I would make it to the end of the day, I forgot about the time after starting on the third step of the day. The stairs came to be a total of a whopping 12…or was it 13? Drat, now I can’t remember. Ah well, who cares. I had to cheat most of the way, seeing as the incline got to be too steep, meaning that I had to make several really short (by comparison, btw. They’re still bigger than a house step) ones to make it work. You cannot imagine my relief when, around five in the afternoon I finished the last one.
Luckily, yesterday I had grandpa to help with hauling rocks and cement, and then today Dani was there to get me the much-needed supplies. Sure I still did a lot of going back and forth, went up and down the mountain at least twenty times, if not more, but having assistance is a definite must with tasks like this. Grandpa kept us supplied with cement, and thus we got the whole thing done today. Yay.
While yesterday tenant was a good sport and cut all our fresh veggies for supper (she’s getting better and better at that), she had a nice day off today, since we still had enough leftovers today to get a proper meal in. Considering we also still had yesterday’s dough for chickpea patties, by the time we settled (both today and yesterday) for food, we wolfed the stuff down like starving people. Hah.
Regretfully, what with the dropping temperatures (though sunny, it was decidedly cooler these past couple of days. October is what it feels like) the pool is starting to cool down to the point where it is no longer nice to go in. Sure, I needed it today, what with dust, dirt and cement all over me, but still, it wasn’t nice anymore.
The dogs love the weather, by the way. Most of them will take the chance to sunbathe again, and will be lying in prone positions all over the place during the course of the day. It’s adorable, really, in particular since just ten days ago they would be searching for the relief of the shade whenever they could. Except of course, Knight II, who is so bloody insane that one minute he is sleeping in the greenhouse, while the next he is lying in the full sunshine. Bonkers! Chaos I don’t see much during the day…though this morning snuck into the veggie garden somehow and wandered about for a full thirty minutes before could finally corner him and get him out. He had the nerve to look insulted too. Hah.
Had a weird dream yesterday, by the way. Though the details in this case have faded too much for a proper recount, it did involve an earthquake, a flooding, which is a little weird in this area. We’re about 1700 feet above sea level. And me just barely managing to salvage my computer from the front of a strange car. Like I said, the details are hazy, but I do remember that I woke up with my heart going pit-a-patter. I hate it when I don’t remember something like that properly. I always want a dream to stay clear so I can write about it here. Ah well…
Okay, this is going to be it for today. I already had a ten minute lay-down earlier, because I still have computer work to do (for the record, I really hate, Hate, HATE writing synopsis! They never do a story justice) and would like to do that without my eyes falling shut. So I didn’t actually sleep, but my back was infinitely grateful. Hah.
Gotta go. Gotta edit! Yay!
Well, it’s been a busy couple of days, and I can feel every single minute of it. Seriously, I feel about fifty years old right now, reminds me that we’ve been slacking this summer, doing small tasks that don’t require that much muscle power.
Yesterday, after filling those planters I made the other day with dirt, two dame da noches (night blooming jasmine) and a big oregano plant. Looking good, I’ll admit, I can hardly wait to see how it will look once we’ve got the wall done. *sigh*
Next, upon grandpa’s insistence, I headed down to the third terrace where I would start working on the stairs that is going to be extremely necessary there once start building a container for next year’s fertilizer. Seeing as we’re going to have to haul literally everything down, a proper stairs is essential. So, during the course of the day, I hauled rocks, stones, cement and chopped until I could no longer feel my hands, shoulder, lower back and hips…and not in a good way. Hah. Managed to get five steps done, meaning that today I had to finish the rest. I can assure you that my body, though game, wasn’t thrilled with the plans. Hah.
The proper night’s rest did me well, however, and though I had my doubts around 1:30 about whether I would make it to the end of the day, I forgot about the time after starting on the third step of the day. The stairs came to be a total of a whopping 12…or was it 13? Drat, now I can’t remember. Ah well, who cares. I had to cheat most of the way, seeing as the incline got to be too steep, meaning that I had to make several really short (by comparison, btw. They’re still bigger than a house step) ones to make it work. You cannot imagine my relief when, around five in the afternoon I finished the last one.
Luckily, yesterday I had grandpa to help with hauling rocks and cement, and then today Dani was there to get me the much-needed supplies. Sure I still did a lot of going back and forth, went up and down the mountain at least twenty times, if not more, but having assistance is a definite must with tasks like this. Grandpa kept us supplied with cement, and thus we got the whole thing done today. Yay.
While yesterday tenant was a good sport and cut all our fresh veggies for supper (she’s getting better and better at that), she had a nice day off today, since we still had enough leftovers today to get a proper meal in. Considering we also still had yesterday’s dough for chickpea patties, by the time we settled (both today and yesterday) for food, we wolfed the stuff down like starving people. Hah.
Regretfully, what with the dropping temperatures (though sunny, it was decidedly cooler these past couple of days. October is what it feels like) the pool is starting to cool down to the point where it is no longer nice to go in. Sure, I needed it today, what with dust, dirt and cement all over me, but still, it wasn’t nice anymore.
The dogs love the weather, by the way. Most of them will take the chance to sunbathe again, and will be lying in prone positions all over the place during the course of the day. It’s adorable, really, in particular since just ten days ago they would be searching for the relief of the shade whenever they could. Except of course, Knight II, who is so bloody insane that one minute he is sleeping in the greenhouse, while the next he is lying in the full sunshine. Bonkers! Chaos I don’t see much during the day…though this morning snuck into the veggie garden somehow and wandered about for a full thirty minutes before could finally corner him and get him out. He had the nerve to look insulted too. Hah.
Had a weird dream yesterday, by the way. Though the details in this case have faded too much for a proper recount, it did involve an earthquake, a flooding, which is a little weird in this area. We’re about 1700 feet above sea level. And me just barely managing to salvage my computer from the front of a strange car. Like I said, the details are hazy, but I do remember that I woke up with my heart going pit-a-patter. I hate it when I don’t remember something like that properly. I always want a dream to stay clear so I can write about it here. Ah well…
Okay, this is going to be it for today. I already had a ten minute lay-down earlier, because I still have computer work to do (for the record, I really hate, Hate, HATE writing synopsis! They never do a story justice) and would like to do that without my eyes falling shut. So I didn’t actually sleep, but my back was infinitely grateful. Hah.
Gotta go. Gotta edit! Yay!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Back to the wall
Song of the day: “Que sera sera” by Doris day, and “Why not me” by Enrique Iglesias, the first mainly because I was walking down the mountain with tenant, and for some reason we always end up singing Doris Day. Hah. As for Enrique…cool song. He does the I’m-a-poor-little-boy-adopt-me thing soooo well.
Well…what has been going on? I would ask you, my reader to tell a little about your day, but so far whoever you are, you prefer to just read. I respect that, don’t worry. Go right ahead. *wink*
Let’s see if I can do this in the proper sequence, if not, presume that I just don’t remember it and figure it out.
First thing I remember about yesterday was unloading the car. It was the first task of the day, since the night before we’d gone to town and got a load of kitchen rolls on sale. Same goes for mango juice, which was incredibly cheap, and so yummy. But anyway, we had to unload that and some wood stuffs.
Next we had to head back to the city, because I bought the wrong size shoes the other day, and had to exchange them. Almost didn’t manage it either seeing as the price had changed, and they tried to make me pay the difference. Which was ridiculous, and I ended up taking the right sizes shoes home without paying extra. Phew.
While I made supper of beets with potatoes, cream and a tiny bit of cheese, big brother and grandpa worked in the lower garden planting more potatoes for winter. Since we were cooking anyway, tenant also cut zucchinis, which I put on for today’s soup. Meaning I would not have to cook today. Yay.
Once we had supper behind us, I started digging under the house where we’re going to built the septic tank some day soon. First of all, we need the soil from that place to fill the planters in the greenhouse, and secondly, there’s still a ways to go before we can start with the foundation.
It took me a solid half hour to get through the root system of the reed growing there, but then I could start filling the wheelbarrows. Ended up filling three before we had enough re-supply the greenhouse’s permanent planters, and the big tub that holds soil for the multi-pots and such. Also decided to sow several trays, since we were working there anyway, and put in white cabbage, red cabbage, cauliflower, broccoli and chard. We’ll see how that goes.
Yesterday’s edit went rather atrociously, seeing as big brother and I were constantly at ends about sentences. The once I got, he didn’t and the other way around. So frustrating when that happens. Makes me want to crawl up the walls. But anyway, who cares, it was just an evening, and we will discover if tonight things go any better. Was late getting to bed, partly because Nata (Golden retriever) appears to be suffering from sort of infection around his toes. Where the heck that comes from, I don't have a clue.
I overslept by at least forty minutes, which, as you know, frustrates me to no end. It made me feel rushed, and the fact that grandpa called to ask if I could help out tenant (caregiver was at her other job today) before heading down to the house. That had to be done of course, which made me even later to do the laundry and such. Ah well, can’t be helped, I guess, and tenant was in a cheery mood, and that’s good on most days.
During breakfast, I’d already devoured two coffee by then, I decided to make some chickpea dough so I could make patties in the afternoon to eat with the soup. Though I love soup, I always need something substantial with it. Since we didn’t actually have a lot of bread today, we were going to need it.
After finishing packing up, supper in the bags so to speak, tenant and I started on our way down the mountain. (We are now at a point where I no longer need to support her on our way down. Instead she does the walking all by herself and I just walk along in case of…whatever.) While she grandly accepted to do yesterday’s dishes, (yes, she can even do that now) I headed back up to see if I could rush big brother and grandpa down.
While big brother wheeled the cement mixer down, grandpa carried the pan of soup, and I took a wheelbarrow full of cement bags to the basin terrace. Since we want to have the terrace cleared of sand before the rains start, we decided that today was a good day to start using it again.
So grandpa made cement, and after big brother watered the new potatoes down the mountain, we started clearing the ground in three different spots. Big brother was going to build the last planter in the garden pit beside the greenhouse, and I was going to build the two planters over by the new wall on either side of the stairs.
I won. In the three hours that followed (we’re going to put dame da noche in there) I built my two, while big brother got his first row of rocks in. Yay…turns out I became a little more competitive than I used to be over the past three years or so. Hah.
That done, I took about half an hour heating supper, which was fast and nutritional, and I didn’t dare sit down lest I wouldn’t be able to get up again. Stupid foot was being a pain again. Grrr.
Next, on grandpa’s insistence, I headed to the berry bushes’ fence, and put in the last pole so I could finally finish the dratted thing. Looks cute. Very ranch-like, on the overall. That done, I headed down into the yard for some harvests, and watering the plants that are still sans drip system, poor things. We’ll have to correct that soon, I guess.
I hauled some more rocks, and then it was time to walk tenant up so we could take a quick dip in the pool. I’m seeing only a few more swims in the near future, seeing as the water is rapidly turning nippy, darn it. She really enjoyed that too, at which time I was running on fumes and figured it was about time to sit down and start doing some computer work.
There will be some more edits I’m sure, but first I’m going to have to finish that friggin’ synopsis for A.T.O.L. so I can finally start sending it out to publishers. *sigh*
Well…what has been going on? I would ask you, my reader to tell a little about your day, but so far whoever you are, you prefer to just read. I respect that, don’t worry. Go right ahead. *wink*
Let’s see if I can do this in the proper sequence, if not, presume that I just don’t remember it and figure it out.
First thing I remember about yesterday was unloading the car. It was the first task of the day, since the night before we’d gone to town and got a load of kitchen rolls on sale. Same goes for mango juice, which was incredibly cheap, and so yummy. But anyway, we had to unload that and some wood stuffs.
Next we had to head back to the city, because I bought the wrong size shoes the other day, and had to exchange them. Almost didn’t manage it either seeing as the price had changed, and they tried to make me pay the difference. Which was ridiculous, and I ended up taking the right sizes shoes home without paying extra. Phew.
While I made supper of beets with potatoes, cream and a tiny bit of cheese, big brother and grandpa worked in the lower garden planting more potatoes for winter. Since we were cooking anyway, tenant also cut zucchinis, which I put on for today’s soup. Meaning I would not have to cook today. Yay.
Once we had supper behind us, I started digging under the house where we’re going to built the septic tank some day soon. First of all, we need the soil from that place to fill the planters in the greenhouse, and secondly, there’s still a ways to go before we can start with the foundation.
It took me a solid half hour to get through the root system of the reed growing there, but then I could start filling the wheelbarrows. Ended up filling three before we had enough re-supply the greenhouse’s permanent planters, and the big tub that holds soil for the multi-pots and such. Also decided to sow several trays, since we were working there anyway, and put in white cabbage, red cabbage, cauliflower, broccoli and chard. We’ll see how that goes.
Yesterday’s edit went rather atrociously, seeing as big brother and I were constantly at ends about sentences. The once I got, he didn’t and the other way around. So frustrating when that happens. Makes me want to crawl up the walls. But anyway, who cares, it was just an evening, and we will discover if tonight things go any better. Was late getting to bed, partly because Nata (Golden retriever) appears to be suffering from sort of infection around his toes. Where the heck that comes from, I don't have a clue.
I overslept by at least forty minutes, which, as you know, frustrates me to no end. It made me feel rushed, and the fact that grandpa called to ask if I could help out tenant (caregiver was at her other job today) before heading down to the house. That had to be done of course, which made me even later to do the laundry and such. Ah well, can’t be helped, I guess, and tenant was in a cheery mood, and that’s good on most days.
During breakfast, I’d already devoured two coffee by then, I decided to make some chickpea dough so I could make patties in the afternoon to eat with the soup. Though I love soup, I always need something substantial with it. Since we didn’t actually have a lot of bread today, we were going to need it.
After finishing packing up, supper in the bags so to speak, tenant and I started on our way down the mountain. (We are now at a point where I no longer need to support her on our way down. Instead she does the walking all by herself and I just walk along in case of…whatever.) While she grandly accepted to do yesterday’s dishes, (yes, she can even do that now) I headed back up to see if I could rush big brother and grandpa down.
While big brother wheeled the cement mixer down, grandpa carried the pan of soup, and I took a wheelbarrow full of cement bags to the basin terrace. Since we want to have the terrace cleared of sand before the rains start, we decided that today was a good day to start using it again.
So grandpa made cement, and after big brother watered the new potatoes down the mountain, we started clearing the ground in three different spots. Big brother was going to build the last planter in the garden pit beside the greenhouse, and I was going to build the two planters over by the new wall on either side of the stairs.
I won. In the three hours that followed (we’re going to put dame da noche in there) I built my two, while big brother got his first row of rocks in. Yay…turns out I became a little more competitive than I used to be over the past three years or so. Hah.
That done, I took about half an hour heating supper, which was fast and nutritional, and I didn’t dare sit down lest I wouldn’t be able to get up again. Stupid foot was being a pain again. Grrr.
Next, on grandpa’s insistence, I headed to the berry bushes’ fence, and put in the last pole so I could finally finish the dratted thing. Looks cute. Very ranch-like, on the overall. That done, I headed down into the yard for some harvests, and watering the plants that are still sans drip system, poor things. We’ll have to correct that soon, I guess.
I hauled some more rocks, and then it was time to walk tenant up so we could take a quick dip in the pool. I’m seeing only a few more swims in the near future, seeing as the water is rapidly turning nippy, darn it. She really enjoyed that too, at which time I was running on fumes and figured it was about time to sit down and start doing some computer work.
There will be some more edits I’m sure, but first I’m going to have to finish that friggin’ synopsis for A.T.O.L. so I can finally start sending it out to publishers. *sigh*
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