Song of the day: “Ice Queen” by Within Temptation. I looked it up the other day and thus it has been in my head every now and that, like today.
Weather wise it was downright horrible today…well, at least the first part. Rain kept coming down (half the basin is already full, by the way. Yay!!!) and didn’t stop until after five in the afternoon. It wasn’t too bad, considering there was more than enough to do under the roof of the carport.
Yep, seeing opportunity…oh wait. I skipped yesterday. That just won’t do, will it? *sigh* I had hoped to have fully suppressed yesterday, but since it just popped back in my mind, I’m just going to have to mention it.
It was grocery-shopping day, of course, and we did it in record time to boot…and within budget no less. *phew* Nothing really exciting happening, only that the prices are still rising. Seriously, it is starting to be a bit worrying, if you ask me. Food, the most basic of them, are gradually costing more, meaning (of course) that you can buy less in the near future. It is rather daunting if you ask me.
But anyway, we got everything done in four and a half hours, (part of it was due to the fact that we didn’t go to two of our regular stores) and were home before twilight. Got everything unloaded and then headed out into the yard for some serious relaxation. Seriously, being out in the city always gets me wired, and there is nothing that feels quite as nice as go out into the garden.
We checked up on all our plants, pulled some weeds and sowed some more herbs. First ones are coming up, by the way, Anise and Marjoram, to be precise. Just getting my hands dirty and shaking the tomato plants was a pleasure beyond compare. Right, I can hear you think. “Shaking the tomato plant?” Yep, gotta shake ‘m to fertilize. I’ve decided to do it while singing Harry Belafonte’s “Shake Shake Shake Senora” every time. Hah.
There was a rather good edit afterwards, meaning that we’ve got more than two thirds done. But we were tired, so we gave up after five pages and went up to my cabin where we actually got to watch a movie. I know, astounding, isn’t it? But yeah, we watched Predators, which wasn’t as stupendously air-headed as the last two, but not as good as the first two either. Seriously, Zwarzenegger and Glover did some darn good work there. They just don’t make characters the way they used to.
Let’s be honest here, when’s the last time you saw anything like “Romancing the Stone”, “The Last of the Mohicans”, “Revenge”, “Lucky Number Slevin” or even “Tears of the Sun”. You know, stuff that you could see over and over again, just because the characters fascinated you so much. These days, movies appear to be designed to have as much “extras” in it as they can possibly pile together. While if they took out one or two extra nifty shots, they could actually get a character developed there that I can care about. Seriously, an action flick or horror flick are only interesting if I actually like the person who is constantly almost being slaughtered.
Admittedly the Die Hards are still going well enough. Okay, I could talk about movies all night long, so I better quit while I’m ahead. Hah.
Let’s get today. Where did I leave off? Oh yeah. Carport and carpentry. Those Cabinets I’ve designed for big brother’s room. I decided that I might as well take the opportunity of lousy weather to work on them some more. All of them now have doors, so after a few more adjustments tomorrow, we should be able to get them into big brother’s room soon.
Ox was there to help me today, seeing as grandpa and big brother were kept busy with other stuff. Got all the doors in, and he was working on the handles. I wish there was more to do for him, but with four people working in there the options are limited. It was downright chilly, so my feet were icy by the end of the evening, after we had headed out to get another batch of rocks. This time grandpa went along, and as usual working with three people it went a lot faster. A good thing too, considering the northern wind is not funny.
Once we got home, I had a nice meal of hot porridge and changed into something warm so we could settle in for the remainder of the evening. There’s an edit to do, and other stuff too, so this is it for the blog today. Gotta go.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Nuh-uh...no title
Song of the day: “Puppet on a string” by…I forgot. Ah well. Funny song anyway.
Had a tedious couple of days, at least in regards to telling about them. Since we’re working on storage anyway, yesterday morning, right after finishing the house chores, such as laundry and all those other pesky daily jobs, we headed for the bus. Like me, grandpa is going bonkers due to the lack of storage, so it really was time for this.
It took us most of yesterday to take it all out, and sort through the mess…although we did manage to fit in another potato planting session. Looking cute too, what with the reed fencing I made around it. I’ve feeling that, come summer it’ll all look rather tropic.
Anyway, once we finished taking the contents from under the bus (and separated the garbage from it) there was loads of cleaning (this place wasn’t exempt from our most recent rat problem) and then putting in partitions. While I did this particular chore, big brother worked on a dam like section for the gutters that lead to the basin. We’ve got this big slab of marble that can now be set in place if the water supply has to be closed off. It looks rather nifty, if I do say so myself.
Grandpa was hauling stuff up with Dani all the while, considering that a lot has to go to the local landfill in the next few weeks.
Since the Land Rover was occupied for today’s market venture (the sibs and mom, remember?) we had an excellent excuse not to go out for stones. I was rather glad for it, because these days I’ve a feeling that I’m burning the candles on both sides a bit again. Not that it matters, considering I keep being sensible about it, get enough sleep and food, and take care that balance activities. Nevertheless, a bit of caution is warranted.
There were some edits but on the most part, we worked on the synopsis for A.I.L. I didn’t think it was going to work this time, what with shifting everything around and getting it up to three pages, but in the end it all came down again to exactly two, as is requested by the publisher.
We also worked on my new letterhead, which turned out properly cute for the occasion. We printed the whole lot out and I’ve gotta admit that it all looks pretty darn good. With a little luck we’ll start sending it all out next week. After another hour of edit-reading, I was so tired I basically past out the moment my head hit the pillow.
This morning, after the usual household chores, along with a visit to tenant who agreed to spend the last sunny day on my porch, where she could at least catch a bit of sun still, it was back to the bus. During the course of the day the clouds kept gathering, however. Even now the rain is gently coming down, which isn’t bad, per say, in particularly not for the plants, but still. I’m not thrilled with the change. Hah.
After finishing closing off the last of the holes and locking the side sections of the old bus over old suitcases and such, we continued on on the other side and took to staring at the old diesel tank there. Seriously, it took me two minutes of staring before I turned to big brother and said, “Hey, this thing runs on diesel, right?”
Big brother: “Uh-huh.”
Me: “I don’t suppose you know if it’s empty?”
Big brother: “Nuh-uh.”
Me: “Should we…”
Big brother: “Uh-huh.” And off he was to get a tube from storage, along with a couple of buckets.
So we ended up with about 20 liters of diesel, yay. We filtered it, of course, and then poured it down into the tank of the Land Rover. This is going to save us quite a bill this month, in particular since it is aaaar…ehm grocery shopping day tomorrow. We won’t need to gas up at least. Yay.
Had a nice little walk with tenant who slept splendidly but would like to have her bed lowered by several centimeters (1 or 2 inches) because when it is lower she can get on easier. I’ll try to do that in the morning, but otherwise the day after, we’ll have to see how it turns out.
Today we sowed spinach, by the way. Grandpa turned some more earth (don’t ask me why, but he really likes doing that). And just about when we were done, the first drops of rain started to fall. Not hard, but we started hurrying up in cleaning the last bits around the bus, hauling up what we could to storage and get all the tools safely settled for the night.
In the last bit of daylight, we got another batch of rocks. There was some mild rain, but nothing to serious. On the most part, I don’t dislike hauling rocks at the end of the day. It is a good exercise to wind down from whatever activities we did during the day. Besides, whether I like it or not doesn’t matter anyway. It has to be done.
Dog-wise Gada’s ear is all better. No more stuff oozes out, yay, so I won’t be needed to clean that ear anymore. Let’s hope that this remedy will work longer than the antibiotics. Touri’s ear is not better yet (though there is some improvement) instead he hates me for cleaning his ear every other day. *sigh* You should see the look in his eyes afterwards, in particular because I literally need to take him in a choke-hold so big brother can spray the stuff into his ear. Ah well, we’ll see how things go in the near future.
Well, that’s it for today. All else that happened is just…well, a blank.
Had a tedious couple of days, at least in regards to telling about them. Since we’re working on storage anyway, yesterday morning, right after finishing the house chores, such as laundry and all those other pesky daily jobs, we headed for the bus. Like me, grandpa is going bonkers due to the lack of storage, so it really was time for this.
It took us most of yesterday to take it all out, and sort through the mess…although we did manage to fit in another potato planting session. Looking cute too, what with the reed fencing I made around it. I’ve feeling that, come summer it’ll all look rather tropic.
Anyway, once we finished taking the contents from under the bus (and separated the garbage from it) there was loads of cleaning (this place wasn’t exempt from our most recent rat problem) and then putting in partitions. While I did this particular chore, big brother worked on a dam like section for the gutters that lead to the basin. We’ve got this big slab of marble that can now be set in place if the water supply has to be closed off. It looks rather nifty, if I do say so myself.
Grandpa was hauling stuff up with Dani all the while, considering that a lot has to go to the local landfill in the next few weeks.
Since the Land Rover was occupied for today’s market venture (the sibs and mom, remember?) we had an excellent excuse not to go out for stones. I was rather glad for it, because these days I’ve a feeling that I’m burning the candles on both sides a bit again. Not that it matters, considering I keep being sensible about it, get enough sleep and food, and take care that balance activities. Nevertheless, a bit of caution is warranted.
There were some edits but on the most part, we worked on the synopsis for A.I.L. I didn’t think it was going to work this time, what with shifting everything around and getting it up to three pages, but in the end it all came down again to exactly two, as is requested by the publisher.
We also worked on my new letterhead, which turned out properly cute for the occasion. We printed the whole lot out and I’ve gotta admit that it all looks pretty darn good. With a little luck we’ll start sending it all out next week. After another hour of edit-reading, I was so tired I basically past out the moment my head hit the pillow.
This morning, after the usual household chores, along with a visit to tenant who agreed to spend the last sunny day on my porch, where she could at least catch a bit of sun still, it was back to the bus. During the course of the day the clouds kept gathering, however. Even now the rain is gently coming down, which isn’t bad, per say, in particularly not for the plants, but still. I’m not thrilled with the change. Hah.
After finishing closing off the last of the holes and locking the side sections of the old bus over old suitcases and such, we continued on on the other side and took to staring at the old diesel tank there. Seriously, it took me two minutes of staring before I turned to big brother and said, “Hey, this thing runs on diesel, right?”
Big brother: “Uh-huh.”
Me: “I don’t suppose you know if it’s empty?”
Big brother: “Nuh-uh.”
Me: “Should we…”
Big brother: “Uh-huh.” And off he was to get a tube from storage, along with a couple of buckets.
So we ended up with about 20 liters of diesel, yay. We filtered it, of course, and then poured it down into the tank of the Land Rover. This is going to save us quite a bill this month, in particular since it is aaaar…ehm grocery shopping day tomorrow. We won’t need to gas up at least. Yay.
Had a nice little walk with tenant who slept splendidly but would like to have her bed lowered by several centimeters (1 or 2 inches) because when it is lower she can get on easier. I’ll try to do that in the morning, but otherwise the day after, we’ll have to see how it turns out.
Today we sowed spinach, by the way. Grandpa turned some more earth (don’t ask me why, but he really likes doing that). And just about when we were done, the first drops of rain started to fall. Not hard, but we started hurrying up in cleaning the last bits around the bus, hauling up what we could to storage and get all the tools safely settled for the night.
In the last bit of daylight, we got another batch of rocks. There was some mild rain, but nothing to serious. On the most part, I don’t dislike hauling rocks at the end of the day. It is a good exercise to wind down from whatever activities we did during the day. Besides, whether I like it or not doesn’t matter anyway. It has to be done.
Dog-wise Gada’s ear is all better. No more stuff oozes out, yay, so I won’t be needed to clean that ear anymore. Let’s hope that this remedy will work longer than the antibiotics. Touri’s ear is not better yet (though there is some improvement) instead he hates me for cleaning his ear every other day. *sigh* You should see the look in his eyes afterwards, in particular because I literally need to take him in a choke-hold so big brother can spray the stuff into his ear. Ah well, we’ll see how things go in the near future.
Well, that’s it for today. All else that happened is just…well, a blank.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Small things
Song of the day: “If I die young” by the Band Perry. Strange huh, but this song keeps going through my head a lot. Guess it’s an easy enough one (and a fun one) for my brain to get stuck on it.
Busy couple of days again (I know, I’m getting predictable) but the busyness had nothing to do with a big project, just lots of little stuff that took time more than anything.
There was editing, of course, but that I going slow and steady, with little change and little enjoyment on my part. Seriously, editing definitely sucks the fun out of the whole writing bizz…but it is a necessary evil, I suppose. Since writing is something I have chosen to do, and which I enjoy tremendously and wouldn’t stop doing unless someone held a hand to my head…well, I might stop for that…no I wouldn’t. Hah.
But back to the day…or more accurately, yesterday.
First off there was Sally’s bed. Apparently she’d slept dreadfully because the bed was too soft, so grandpa and I went down to take the springs out of the contraption. After that we put in a board instead, which, as it turns out today, works just fine. She slept a lot better this night. Phew. Such a relief.
Lack of storage is driving me absolutely bonkers, so we created some extra shelving in my cabin…or, let me introduce you to Ox (yes, that’s a fake name, duh), who has agreed to feature in the blog from now on. *snort* Sorry, but it took me forever to get him to agree to let me write about his visits (he helps out with project every now and then). He isn’t sure yet, so I’m going to include him a few times and let him decide. Okay?
Ox is a friend, and has been gradually getting used to DIYing over the past half year or so.
Yesterday he helped with the shelving, and will probably be around helping with building my new bed some time soon.
I never realized how much folks have with being written about like this. Seriously, you can’t imagine how often a friend says, “don’t write about this” etc, etc. Very frustrating. I really have to skip quite a bit of the days, just because they don’t want to be included. *sigh*
Okay, enough complaints. On with the rest. There was another rock hauling trip, wheeling sand down the mountain (still great exercise) and on the overall, just going back and forth, which the dogs absolutely adore. Amri will be running ahead of me, not caring a fig that the wheelbarrow and I are gathering speed and right on his heels. It’s almost as if he’ll be crowing: “Come on boss. Come on! I’ll race ya.”
Bonkers, I tell ya. Hah.
I’ve also be playing herbalist today, working on a potion for Labhana to see if I can get a swelling down. I’ll let you know how it works out. She got her first treatment tonight. I’ve gotta say I felt very witchy doing it. And the color. Seriously, the liquid turned into a hellish green color that literally hurts the eyes, and the smell…oh boy.
The majority of the afternoon was spent cleaning out the igloo (fungi aplenty there) sorting through the mess, putting in pallets to keep stuff (mattresses, pillows, suitcases, etc) from the floor. It took several hours, but in the end we stored everything that was salvageable back inside and closed the door to head over to the greenhouse where we had to redo some of the grout work over Sally’s room. Weather channel’s predicting rain come Sunday. This took about an hour, considering big brother had to use the angle grinder to get the old grout-work out.
My wrist is still giving me fits every now and then. It’s not funny, but it would seem that whenever one problem resolves itself, another one pops up. Very annoying. Hah.
What else? Well, there was laundry of course. But that’s not interesting in the least. There was also cleaning, which is even more boring, I guess, so we’ll have to make due with the rather delicious cauliflower soup I made this morning. It was delicious and so simple to make. 2 cauliflowers, 1 onion, 1 leek, some broth, two carrot and two potatoes. I just let it boil for several hours and voila. Lunch all done.
Tenant joined us again, of course. She walked all the way down with her caretaker this morning, and then I walked her back all the way up. Which is incredibly good for her. It makes her body work properly, tires her (guaranteeing a good night’s rest) and gives her pride. And she’s getting so much better at the walking bit…also the standing straight, which was so very hard for her in the beginning. *sigh*
First zucchinis are growing in the greenhouse, by the way. So beautiful, not to mention exciting. Added to that, we will be eating our first lettuce from in there within the next week, I think. I’m psyched about that.
Well, I’ve got another editing session ahead of me, so I better get to it.
Busy couple of days again (I know, I’m getting predictable) but the busyness had nothing to do with a big project, just lots of little stuff that took time more than anything.
There was editing, of course, but that I going slow and steady, with little change and little enjoyment on my part. Seriously, editing definitely sucks the fun out of the whole writing bizz…but it is a necessary evil, I suppose. Since writing is something I have chosen to do, and which I enjoy tremendously and wouldn’t stop doing unless someone held a hand to my head…well, I might stop for that…no I wouldn’t. Hah.
But back to the day…or more accurately, yesterday.
First off there was Sally’s bed. Apparently she’d slept dreadfully because the bed was too soft, so grandpa and I went down to take the springs out of the contraption. After that we put in a board instead, which, as it turns out today, works just fine. She slept a lot better this night. Phew. Such a relief.
Lack of storage is driving me absolutely bonkers, so we created some extra shelving in my cabin…or, let me introduce you to Ox (yes, that’s a fake name, duh), who has agreed to feature in the blog from now on. *snort* Sorry, but it took me forever to get him to agree to let me write about his visits (he helps out with project every now and then). He isn’t sure yet, so I’m going to include him a few times and let him decide. Okay?
Ox is a friend, and has been gradually getting used to DIYing over the past half year or so.
Yesterday he helped with the shelving, and will probably be around helping with building my new bed some time soon.
I never realized how much folks have with being written about like this. Seriously, you can’t imagine how often a friend says, “don’t write about this” etc, etc. Very frustrating. I really have to skip quite a bit of the days, just because they don’t want to be included. *sigh*
Okay, enough complaints. On with the rest. There was another rock hauling trip, wheeling sand down the mountain (still great exercise) and on the overall, just going back and forth, which the dogs absolutely adore. Amri will be running ahead of me, not caring a fig that the wheelbarrow and I are gathering speed and right on his heels. It’s almost as if he’ll be crowing: “Come on boss. Come on! I’ll race ya.”
Bonkers, I tell ya. Hah.
I’ve also be playing herbalist today, working on a potion for Labhana to see if I can get a swelling down. I’ll let you know how it works out. She got her first treatment tonight. I’ve gotta say I felt very witchy doing it. And the color. Seriously, the liquid turned into a hellish green color that literally hurts the eyes, and the smell…oh boy.
The majority of the afternoon was spent cleaning out the igloo (fungi aplenty there) sorting through the mess, putting in pallets to keep stuff (mattresses, pillows, suitcases, etc) from the floor. It took several hours, but in the end we stored everything that was salvageable back inside and closed the door to head over to the greenhouse where we had to redo some of the grout work over Sally’s room. Weather channel’s predicting rain come Sunday. This took about an hour, considering big brother had to use the angle grinder to get the old grout-work out.
My wrist is still giving me fits every now and then. It’s not funny, but it would seem that whenever one problem resolves itself, another one pops up. Very annoying. Hah.
What else? Well, there was laundry of course. But that’s not interesting in the least. There was also cleaning, which is even more boring, I guess, so we’ll have to make due with the rather delicious cauliflower soup I made this morning. It was delicious and so simple to make. 2 cauliflowers, 1 onion, 1 leek, some broth, two carrot and two potatoes. I just let it boil for several hours and voila. Lunch all done.
Tenant joined us again, of course. She walked all the way down with her caretaker this morning, and then I walked her back all the way up. Which is incredibly good for her. It makes her body work properly, tires her (guaranteeing a good night’s rest) and gives her pride. And she’s getting so much better at the walking bit…also the standing straight, which was so very hard for her in the beginning. *sigh*
First zucchinis are growing in the greenhouse, by the way. So beautiful, not to mention exciting. Added to that, we will be eating our first lettuce from in there within the next week, I think. I’m psyched about that.
Well, I’ve got another editing session ahead of me, so I better get to it.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Moving along steadily
Song of the day: “Sweet Home Alabama” by Lynyrd Skynyrd. Can’t help it. I had to look it up the other day and since then it has been in my head every now and then…along with The Band Perry’s “If I die young”.
Busy couple of days.
There was loads of stuff going on, but considering I’m running on fumes at the moment, I think I’m going to stick with the highlights and let it go at that.
After getting down a load of sand in the morning, we quickly got to the business of the day and started to lay the new bottom in the basin. The sky didn’t look promising, what with heavy clouds closing in on us from all sides, it seemed. But it stayed dry, and tenant joined us down below, spending the majority of the day reading on her chair in the corner by the papyrus bush. She seemed content there, looking up (she reminds me a little of Angela Lansbury these day, for some reason) occasionally, and nodding approval at whatever she thought I was saying at the time. Hah. Often I get the feeling she says “yes, yes, fine. I’m really comfortable” just to get me to stop asking. Poor thing. There I am asking her if she need anything while she’s submerged in a book.
But anyway, big brother and I worked on putting in the bottom, while grandpa mixed the cement for us and filled the buckets to lower to us. Our friend Dani joined in for the day again, and painted the new fencing for the garden pit. What with the new stairwell, we had to shift the balustrade around and use new slats for them. The dogs just snoozed in whatever spot they could find where the sun was shining, and when we took a break from the stucco work, we headed into the yard to plant some potatoes.
I’ve gotta admit that you can see that grandpa was a farmer his entire life, because the field he turned for the potatoes was perfectly smooth and void of any dead weeds. Seriously, that impressive. Hah. But anyway, we planted about a hundred potatoes, and soon we’re going to do another field, but after that first one, grandpa and big brother headed back up to resume with the basin while Dani and I stuck in the yard for a bit to build some reed fencing around the patch. Good thing too, considering Chaos barged through the gate just an hour later and decided to explore the lower garden again, like the tank he is. *sigh*
We finished the basin yesterday afternoon…or more accurately just before dawn, meaning that we really had to hurry to get our habitual batch of rocks after cleaning up the mess and bringing down a bottle of gas for Sally.
With our batch of rocks safely home, it was time to head inside and start to work on the book. We decided to go for a slight change in the routine and opted to work on the letter and synopsis, rather than the actual edit. Managed it too, much to my surprise. Seriously, we managed to fit the storyline of A.I.L. into exactly (meaning down to the last line) two pages, which is nothing short of a miracle…or the story is just that superficial. Hah.
But, it was a successful day in that regard, so when I finally hit the sheets at around two in the morning, I was more than a little happy.
Of course the dog woke me early, but since I could snooze for another half hour, I didn’t mind too bad. I only throttled two of them in the end. Hah. But anyway, clouds were still there this morning, but since the basin was ready, I spent the majority of the day, working on my terrace while tenant and Dani kept me company. I’ve been promising for weeks to make tenant a new bed, this time with drawers underneath it, so considering the hard work was done Dani and I worked on that. Got the thing done within four hours, so there was still enough time left to make another for Sally, who’s been sleeping on one of those metal cod frames for the past few months. The second one was harder, what with my supplies not being as affluent as with the one for tenant, but we managed in the end. Did manage to twist my wrist in the process. I was fooling around with the electric drill, and when I had to do it at an odd angle, the stupid thing yanked my wrist in a direction it didn’t want to go. Darn it.
Grandpa helped me carry the new bed down, at which point I was forced to get a mattress from storage because Sally’s mattress was one of those ancient spring ones, and too big for the bed to boot. Hope it sleeps well, because if she wants the old one back I’m going to have take that bed out again. *sigh*
That done we hauled gravel down the mountain. Still preparing for that wall under the house, remember? It is going slowly but steadily, meaning that within a few weeks we should be about ready to start with it. After grandpa’s porridge, big brother and I headed out for another batch of rocks…which was around the time I started running on fumes.
I feel much better now, by the way. I’m eating mac & cheese, and the tea is downright wonderful with it. Well, I’ve got an edit to do, messages to go over and…well, you know, the usual.
Busy couple of days.
There was loads of stuff going on, but considering I’m running on fumes at the moment, I think I’m going to stick with the highlights and let it go at that.
After getting down a load of sand in the morning, we quickly got to the business of the day and started to lay the new bottom in the basin. The sky didn’t look promising, what with heavy clouds closing in on us from all sides, it seemed. But it stayed dry, and tenant joined us down below, spending the majority of the day reading on her chair in the corner by the papyrus bush. She seemed content there, looking up (she reminds me a little of Angela Lansbury these day, for some reason) occasionally, and nodding approval at whatever she thought I was saying at the time. Hah. Often I get the feeling she says “yes, yes, fine. I’m really comfortable” just to get me to stop asking. Poor thing. There I am asking her if she need anything while she’s submerged in a book.
But anyway, big brother and I worked on putting in the bottom, while grandpa mixed the cement for us and filled the buckets to lower to us. Our friend Dani joined in for the day again, and painted the new fencing for the garden pit. What with the new stairwell, we had to shift the balustrade around and use new slats for them. The dogs just snoozed in whatever spot they could find where the sun was shining, and when we took a break from the stucco work, we headed into the yard to plant some potatoes.
I’ve gotta admit that you can see that grandpa was a farmer his entire life, because the field he turned for the potatoes was perfectly smooth and void of any dead weeds. Seriously, that impressive. Hah. But anyway, we planted about a hundred potatoes, and soon we’re going to do another field, but after that first one, grandpa and big brother headed back up to resume with the basin while Dani and I stuck in the yard for a bit to build some reed fencing around the patch. Good thing too, considering Chaos barged through the gate just an hour later and decided to explore the lower garden again, like the tank he is. *sigh*
We finished the basin yesterday afternoon…or more accurately just before dawn, meaning that we really had to hurry to get our habitual batch of rocks after cleaning up the mess and bringing down a bottle of gas for Sally.
With our batch of rocks safely home, it was time to head inside and start to work on the book. We decided to go for a slight change in the routine and opted to work on the letter and synopsis, rather than the actual edit. Managed it too, much to my surprise. Seriously, we managed to fit the storyline of A.I.L. into exactly (meaning down to the last line) two pages, which is nothing short of a miracle…or the story is just that superficial. Hah.
But, it was a successful day in that regard, so when I finally hit the sheets at around two in the morning, I was more than a little happy.
Of course the dog woke me early, but since I could snooze for another half hour, I didn’t mind too bad. I only throttled two of them in the end. Hah. But anyway, clouds were still there this morning, but since the basin was ready, I spent the majority of the day, working on my terrace while tenant and Dani kept me company. I’ve been promising for weeks to make tenant a new bed, this time with drawers underneath it, so considering the hard work was done Dani and I worked on that. Got the thing done within four hours, so there was still enough time left to make another for Sally, who’s been sleeping on one of those metal cod frames for the past few months. The second one was harder, what with my supplies not being as affluent as with the one for tenant, but we managed in the end. Did manage to twist my wrist in the process. I was fooling around with the electric drill, and when I had to do it at an odd angle, the stupid thing yanked my wrist in a direction it didn’t want to go. Darn it.
Grandpa helped me carry the new bed down, at which point I was forced to get a mattress from storage because Sally’s mattress was one of those ancient spring ones, and too big for the bed to boot. Hope it sleeps well, because if she wants the old one back I’m going to have take that bed out again. *sigh*
That done we hauled gravel down the mountain. Still preparing for that wall under the house, remember? It is going slowly but steadily, meaning that within a few weeks we should be about ready to start with it. After grandpa’s porridge, big brother and I headed out for another batch of rocks…which was around the time I started running on fumes.
I feel much better now, by the way. I’m eating mac & cheese, and the tea is downright wonderful with it. Well, I’ve got an edit to do, messages to go over and…well, you know, the usual.
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