Short on time

Song of the day: “Singing on a star” by Bruce Willis and Danny Aiello. Such a cute little song, and perfectly performed by these two actors…but a total nag to have in your head all day. Seriously, it goes on, and on, and one. Aaaargh.

It is still on the early side of the day, and yet I’m already running on fumes, hah. But no matter, tons of stuff to do still, and only a few more hours to go before the end of the day.
Let’s do this in the proper sequence and start with yesterday, shall we?

I’d made a deal with myself, if I woke up in time, before the alarm (I hate the alarm) went off, I was going to do a workout. As “luck” would have it, I woke up before the alarm and rolled out of bed to get out there and do my workout. I was still, I was sore (from the planting the day before) but went through the whole session without too much trouble. Yay. Felt considerably better afterward…despite the fact that Carla somehow managed to get into my cheeses and devoured half a block, the little bastard. Grrr.
This meant I had to find a better spot for them to dry out the next few weeks. Decided to go for the shelves in the moped storage. Hah.

First things first after workout was of course laundry and opening the greenhouse and raised seedbed. What with the increase in temperature, it really is too big a risk to let them open, so I’m trying to get into the habit of going down there to open it before anything else.

Since we were still “suffering” from the cheese making stint, the last few gallons of whey were still standing around for usage. The last amount would be used for the dogs, but right then, since there wa no fresh bread, I decided to make another flour mix for patties that would just have to do for breakfast.
They worked extremely well again and I’m sorry to say that this morning there was only a little bit of whey left.

Once the morning chores were dealt with, and tenant got walked down to my terrace because caregiver was off to her other job again. Which reminds me, tenant had her first time on a bicycle yesterday. Seriously, mom’s got this home trainer thing, and since tenant always loved bicycling, she wanted to try it. She managed a solid three minutes, with me standing behind her, my hand around her belt, because she felt wobbly, and her peddling until she got a hang of it again. She was sore as hack afterward, and though I would say it was a darn good job, she was a little miffed with herself for not managing more. *sigh* Ya gotta start somewhere. Why bash the first step?

But anyway, headed down to the basin terrace where I oiled the hinges of the greenhouse, and then started to work on the raised seedbed. A summer and winter wrecked the hinges, so with big brother’s help I put a new one on, while taking the others off for oiling and then resetting. They’re working just fine now, which is a relief. I was so afraid one of them was going to drop on my head some day. Hah.

That done, it was down into the yard to water the new plants and the fields of alfa alfa. Since the rest looked a tad dry as well, I figured I might do those too while I was at it. What followed was a nice harvest of broccoli, chickweed, wild onion and some chard leaves for the lunch.

Helped grandpa set up a new standard for the glass supply while big brother cut patterned glass for the windows I intend to replace down by Sally’s room. She’s been using this ugly bit of fabric to cover the front door windows for privacy so I decided to put in matte glass instead.

After closing the greenhouse for the day, it was time to prepare the car and go out for a walk with Knight II and picking up a new load of sand, as planned. We were a little on the late side, though, and the loading bit was a tad nippy because of it. *sigh*

I got distracted a bit during the edit, somehow ending up on the dangerous Wikipedia again and reading up about Ma Barker and Bonnie and Clyde. Don’t ask me why. I just ended up there somehow. *sigh*
Really weird.

Did get some edits done. In particular because I didn’t need to cook due to leftovers from the previous day. Was late getting to bed, did the same thing as before, though, and woke up ten minutes before my alarm went off…and ticked off because I was dreaming something about Clint Eastwood. I can’t even recall what it was about darn it, only that it involved the actor somehow. Grrr.

Which brings us to today, doesn’t it?
Chaos finally digested the huge amount of food he devoured the other day, and was darting around spry and cheery as usual. Boy, does that dog have a slow metabolism. Seriously, it took him almost three days.

But this morning. There was the workout, of course, with the sun rising over the mountain ridge, and playing with the leaves around my cabin. Made the exercise pretty special.
During breakfast, and after the usual chores such as laundry, I made a nice batch of burger dough. Went for lentil/chickpea today, and opted to use the last bit of whey for the broth, rather than just water.

That done, and with tenant already settled on my terrace, I gathered tools and glass for Sally’s door and went down into the yard. The sun was out and wonderful, but there was a chilly eastern wind that I really didn’t appreciate as the day advanced. I harvested some more broccoli flowers along the way, and our very first red cabbage which will be our dinner, since during lunch hour I went up to check on tenant. She helped me prepare the ingredients for our supper, which will consist of potatoes, a herbal sauce, baked cabbage with onion and leek, and broccoli on the side. My mouth is already watering, because I’m absofrigginlutely starving.

What with big brother still being under the weather, he drive the car out to the paddock for me, so I could unload it. He’s feeling a tad short of breath apparently, and therefore quietly planted some onions while I finished cleaning up the Land Rover. Since we’re going to have a donation run tonight, we filled up the car with garbage, meaning that we’ll have it all clean tomorrow when grocery shopping day has once again arrived.

We postponed it as long as possible…been five weeks now, just about, and it’s time. *sigh* Wish me luck, okay?

Well, I’ve got a nap to take. Not counting this blog, I’ve been on my feet all day, and if I wanna survive the trip tonight, I’m going to need some fortification, darn it. I’m getting old. Just a few years ago I could function just fine, working a full day on five hours of sleep, blast it all.

Then, after the nap, I should manage to get supper done, and a short edit, too, prior to leaving. If not…well, one of them will have to give way to tomorrow then, I guess. Hah.