weirdness all around
Six inches of snow on Saturday, ice storm, preceeded by several inches of steady rain, wind the likes of which I’ve experienced once or twice, maybe=20 hours without power, purchase of generator for more $$$ than can stand to think about. I wanted my rototiller. But I’ll barter with the neighbor. He’s got a huge tractor with a 6’ wide tiller on the back, will make short work of my 4000 square feet.
Went out there with sticks and marker tape yesterday in the 68*!!!! sunshine and warm breeze to mark it off just for shits and giggles. There’s still standing water and the soil is mud. Must. Amend. Soil.
Chris is now working the night shift. I’m busting my emotional ass to stay positive, and in action. We are ships passing and all that. It’s not attractive this stage we’re in. We both have so much growing happening with work, or potential work, and need each other to be supportive and not complain. So we do. But I’m not sleeping well with him gone at night, he comes in at 5 am and eats and wakes me up, but I stay in bed because I’ve only been asleep for a few hours, and restlessly at that. I’m not getting my list of things done in the evenings because I don’t like being in the basement by myself to plant seeds, and I don’t like being up in the upstairs by myself where I can’t hear anything going on downstairs.
My Mom and Aunt are arriving in 3 weeks, and I need to have the office moved upstairs and the old office set up for a guest room by then. But here I sit. And I’m thinking I might move from here to the couch to watch a movie in a few minutes. I just don’t feel like being alone.
Ty’s in his room being moody. He *confessed* to an old school friend, a girl friend, that he has a mad crush on her today. He’s beside himself with embarrassment, uncertainty of what to do next (not a very long list of possibilities seeing as there will be no *dating* at this stage of the game.)
He wants me to leave him the hell alone.
Maybe I’ll go downstairs and plant seeds anyway. What’s a little alone time?
Went out there with sticks and marker tape yesterday in the 68*!!!! sunshine and warm breeze to mark it off just for shits and giggles. There’s still standing water and the soil is mud. Must. Amend. Soil.
Chris is now working the night shift. I’m busting my emotional ass to stay positive, and in action. We are ships passing and all that. It’s not attractive this stage we’re in. We both have so much growing happening with work, or potential work, and need each other to be supportive and not complain. So we do. But I’m not sleeping well with him gone at night, he comes in at 5 am and eats and wakes me up, but I stay in bed because I’ve only been asleep for a few hours, and restlessly at that. I’m not getting my list of things done in the evenings because I don’t like being in the basement by myself to plant seeds, and I don’t like being up in the upstairs by myself where I can’t hear anything going on downstairs.
My Mom and Aunt are arriving in 3 weeks, and I need to have the office moved upstairs and the old office set up for a guest room by then. But here I sit. And I’m thinking I might move from here to the couch to watch a movie in a few minutes. I just don’t feel like being alone.
Ty’s in his room being moody. He *confessed* to an old school friend, a girl friend, that he has a mad crush on her today. He’s beside himself with embarrassment, uncertainty of what to do next (not a very long list of possibilities seeing as there will be no *dating* at this stage of the game.)
He wants me to leave him the hell alone.
Maybe I’ll go downstairs and plant seeds anyway. What’s a little alone time?