Now that Rocketboy has been in school for a second week, I'm starting to get a rhythm, or maybe not so much a rhythm but the early inklings that there might be a rhythm emerging from this chaos in the near future ( Read more... )

I'm being a perfectionist and it's really driving me mad how long it's taking.

The shelves are going up in the hallway.  Sure I could have bought white laminate, but I don't want particleboard or plastic if I can help it.  Aside from the processing of the stuff, I don't want the extra weight and I want to be able to screw into it without fear of it ( Read more... )

So phase one of the backyard reclamation is done:  The garbage has been bagged (lots of it!), the weeds have been pulled, cardboard and a layer of mulch cover the whole thing to keep the weeds down and make a surface that we can comfortably use, and the clothes line has been strung.

Just in time because it turns out that Willow was getting too ( Read more... )

on paper.  My emotional state, on the other hand, didn't get the memo ( Read more... )

Nearing the end of week 2 of being a working person and here's what I think so far:

I love Photoshop, I love graphic design; AutoCAD, not so much but at least it's not completely scary to me anymore. I've built enough skills in the last two weeks that when someone hands me a redlined plan, I actually have a clue.

I got a paycheck! This is the first ( Read more... )

Since leaving school I have been slowly distanced from my chosen field.  The less I read about or practice landscape architecture, the less I'm thinking about it.  I don't like that.

But today I stumbled on an article from the LA Times that reminded me why I love landscape architecture and why it is Important with a capital "I."  The impact of a few ( Read more... )

I decided to put down some thoughts before too much time passed. No matter how much I think I might remember something, it will slip from my overtaxed mind ( Read more... )