Look at this little knapweed bloom I found. In November. Under a pile of yard debris that has been there since midsummer.
This is why these guys are noxious. They are the life that finds a way.
(The pile is now in compost.)
Look at this little knapweed bloom I found. In November. Under a pile of yard debris that has been there since midsummer.
This is why these guys are noxious. They are the life that finds a way.
(The pile is now in compost.)
I finally have a little excess energy to spend on fun work outside.
YES, the insulation needs to be (re)done, and YES that will be miserable to do once it freezes, and YES, there's laundry to do, etc. The backlog is still there, but it's finally getting smaller and manageable.
What's left to be done that isn't fun can wait.
Meanwhile, instead of a rest day plus two high pressure days spent on tasks I'm behind on that HAVE to be done, instead I sat around each day playing iPad until I felt antsy, then went out and did lower priority heavy labor stuff I WANTED to do.
I got some things finished, large and small, and it feels great to finally have autonomy and to do physical work on low-risk tasks that are fun and possible to complete.
My needs are simple. This is what I've wanted for so, so long, but caretaking a toxic person who quells any fun she sniffs out (including fun work) made even those simple needs impossible to fulfill. I've been away from her almost a year now, but the rest of the year was digging myself out of severe backlog and moving to a new state and new tougher lifestyle. Enough pressure to create another burnout this year and remain sick. I start to think I'm deluding myself and it's always going to be more of the same.
I can't say I'm fully ready for winter, but I'm better off than I was last winter (well ok I had insulation then, and I'm told it was an easy winter so we'll see), and I have some choice over how I spend my energy now. That feels really good.
We'll find out if not taking a full rest day this weekend will bite me when the week starts tomorrow. But right now I'm feeling physically exhausted and emotionally / mentally restored.
While I was out there, I had a conversation with a grouse. First grouse I've seen here. At least, I think she was a grouse. She was up in a tree very interested in what I was doing with the compost pile. Maybe she's been the one digging to take kitchen snacks? I figured it was a ground rodent, but she really had some things to say.
She didn't like it when Midnight walked over. Even though I introduced the two. She complained and took off.
The woodpecker was going at it, but I couldn't see her. I did catch a glimpse of her last week. She's bigger than the ones we had in Washington. With white stripes. What's the rare one look like?
The other birds were chirping, possibly excited at the bugs I'd churn moving the debris. They always do that when I'm moving between the piles. Or maybe they do that all the time when I'm not outside to hear them.
This weekend I decided to eat dessert first. It worked out pretty well. (We'll see about the energy levels tomorrow.)
I really want hot chocolate with creme de menthe right now, but I don't have any hot chocolate. ๐
I think there's a bottle of expired Hershey syrup in long storage but I'd have to go outside again. ๐๐