Tuesday's Putterings (RIP Vulture)
How sick is it to take your vitamins with a beer?
I'm in a terrible mood. Of course nothing is actually wrong. I'm cranky from balancing the checkbooks and dealing with the attention-slut kitten and the but-he-likes-this dog. Its two in the night and I'm sticking to the chair on which I sit. I popped a beer because we are out of soda and I ran out of cold coffee. (A new pitcher chills as I speak.) I don't know whether I want to go ahead and stay up all night or crawl into my bed. I guess I'll start with doing the reckoning.
[edit] Much writing, and thinking, tonight -- its now 3:24am.
Weather / Phenology:
Hot. No really. An interesting phenomena: As Ch-- and I were returning from the DQ & the grocery, we drove into a downpour. The sky didn't seem dark enough to dump that much water on us. I had to drive at 40 mph and could hardly see the truck ahead of me. Once again, it stopped before we turned off the county road. More strangely than last time though, not a drop had fallen on our property or on the gravel as we drove in.
We had a sick hen, Vulture, and she died today. I should not have a chicken that I don't like. I suspect she became egg bound, or maybe she just molted in a way that sparked the interest of the two turkins who started picking at her. They created a wound that must have become infected. I didn't notice there was a problem until it was too late. I isolated her as soon as I saw the turkins chasing and pecking her. She seemed to heal up okay, but Ch-- noticed, yesterday, that she had taken a turn. He came in and said, "For the first time, when I looked in her eyes, I saw a nice old-lady hen instead of an ugly, cranky hen." I felt so bad for him ... and so guilty. I know I wasn't watching her closely enough because I didn't like her. I'd really like to start fresh with breeds that are more to my liking. (She was an Americauna, the kind that lays pretty bluish-green eggs. They lay well but they are too aggressive, toward each other, for my taste. I don't like the equally productive turkins either.) I'm feeling like a failure because I can't bring myself to make a clean sweep of it. Quite the farmer I am. I run a retirement home for chickens, not a hobby farm.
Mood Summary:
So. The mood is not great, can ya tell? None of M--'s student loan will be subsidized this year, she doesn't qualify for work study and we're going to be short by about $400. (Payable in the first week of September.) I hate George Bush. We should have socialized health care and education.
I'm experiencing the phantom (?) smells. I keep catching whiffs of mustiness and pissiness. I'm worrying about our well and our septic system. (We had to have a well drilled at our old house and the ordeal nearly broke us. Both mentally and financially.) I don't think there's anything actually wrong; I'm just aware that we've lived here for a while and bad things happen.
I did what I was supposed to do today. (Mostly anyway.) Tomorrow I am going to squirrel myself away and write ... a lot. And maybe read. 'Best therapy I know.
Accomplishments:
had a thorough bathe and tended my skin
made a difficult (for her) call on M--'s behalf, paid attention
took Ch-- & Boo to the beach and DQ (Boo like the swimming but wouldn't touch the ice cream cone.)
pre-cooked for tomorrow's food needs
balanced the flippin' checkbooks and
...found the mystery $65 error of yesterday ... I think
watched a really good movie with R--
pampered R-- a little (his back is sore...and I still have my headache. we seem to have switched maladies)
washed, dried and put away two loads of laundry
moved Nidder indoors
kept things tidy and clean
sorted my purse and laptop stuff
*made an appointment yesterday to have the chickens tested (*forgot to mention that, I think)
Gratitudes:
Boo's unhesitating approach to the lake and to swimming
the death of a chicken that appeared to be suffering (I hope we would have killed her today)
the hummingbirds
Robert De Niro in a "horror movie" (Hide and Seek)
child actors that blow me away with their skill(Dakota Fanning, Haley Joel Osment and River, rest his soul)
Harry Potter is coming ... Harry Potter is coming
my laptop, beer and the wee hours
Next Tasks
(maintenance-type limit = 6 per day / major-type limit = 4 per week)
1) publish Keeping Score tall(ies)
2) write up all templates
3) make a complete grocery/supply list
4) help Ch-- create his calendar (deadlines/events) and complete his summer assignments
5) wash & line dry towels, blankets & sheets
6) "bless my home" & do "zone work" (90 minutes) and make great chef salads for dinner
M: Keeping Score (R--'s ??)
M: Prepare for Anoka County Fair (animal handling, chicken test, etc.)
M: Yards, Gardens & Animals (dog training, grooming, handling, rabbit indoors, chicken move etc.)
M: Painting
Goal Level Behaviors
Master / Source List
probably manic
Accomplishments: 165 , Sphere Comparison: (Health & Body = 5 ) ( Hearth & Home = 19 ) (Mind & Soul = 9 )
Interesting. I must have the scale set so that I get too much credit for maintenance. (The kitchen is clean, the bathroom is tidy, the house is tidy, etc.) I'll have to check that tomorrow.
I'm in a terrible mood. Of course nothing is actually wrong. I'm cranky from balancing the checkbooks and dealing with the attention-slut kitten and the but-he-likes-this dog. Its two in the night and I'm sticking to the chair on which I sit. I popped a beer because we are out of soda and I ran out of cold coffee. (A new pitcher chills as I speak.) I don't know whether I want to go ahead and stay up all night or crawl into my bed. I guess I'll start with doing the reckoning.
[edit] Much writing, and thinking, tonight -- its now 3:24am.
Weather / Phenology:
Hot. No really. An interesting phenomena: As Ch-- and I were returning from the DQ & the grocery, we drove into a downpour. The sky didn't seem dark enough to dump that much water on us. I had to drive at 40 mph and could hardly see the truck ahead of me. Once again, it stopped before we turned off the county road. More strangely than last time though, not a drop had fallen on our property or on the gravel as we drove in.
We had a sick hen, Vulture, and she died today. I should not have a chicken that I don't like. I suspect she became egg bound, or maybe she just molted in a way that sparked the interest of the two turkins who started picking at her. They created a wound that must have become infected. I didn't notice there was a problem until it was too late. I isolated her as soon as I saw the turkins chasing and pecking her. She seemed to heal up okay, but Ch-- noticed, yesterday, that she had taken a turn. He came in and said, "For the first time, when I looked in her eyes, I saw a nice old-lady hen instead of an ugly, cranky hen." I felt so bad for him ... and so guilty. I know I wasn't watching her closely enough because I didn't like her. I'd really like to start fresh with breeds that are more to my liking. (She was an Americauna, the kind that lays pretty bluish-green eggs. They lay well but they are too aggressive, toward each other, for my taste. I don't like the equally productive turkins either.) I'm feeling like a failure because I can't bring myself to make a clean sweep of it. Quite the farmer I am. I run a retirement home for chickens, not a hobby farm.
Mood Summary:
So. The mood is not great, can ya tell? None of M--'s student loan will be subsidized this year, she doesn't qualify for work study and we're going to be short by about $400. (Payable in the first week of September.) I hate George Bush. We should have socialized health care and education.
I'm experiencing the phantom (?) smells. I keep catching whiffs of mustiness and pissiness. I'm worrying about our well and our septic system. (We had to have a well drilled at our old house and the ordeal nearly broke us. Both mentally and financially.) I don't think there's anything actually wrong; I'm just aware that we've lived here for a while and bad things happen.
I did what I was supposed to do today. (Mostly anyway.) Tomorrow I am going to squirrel myself away and write ... a lot. And maybe read. 'Best therapy I know.
Accomplishments:
had a thorough bathe and tended my skin
made a difficult (for her) call on M--'s behalf, paid attention
took Ch-- & Boo to the beach and DQ (Boo like the swimming but wouldn't touch the ice cream cone.)
pre-cooked for tomorrow's food needs
balanced the flippin' checkbooks and
...found the mystery $65 error of yesterday ... I think
watched a really good movie with R--
pampered R-- a little (his back is sore...and I still have my headache. we seem to have switched maladies)
washed, dried and put away two loads of laundry
moved Nidder indoors
kept things tidy and clean
sorted my purse and laptop stuff
*made an appointment yesterday to have the chickens tested (*forgot to mention that, I think)
Gratitudes:
Boo's unhesitating approach to the lake and to swimming
the death of a chicken that appeared to be suffering (I hope we would have killed her today)
the hummingbirds
Robert De Niro in a "horror movie" (Hide and Seek)
child actors that blow me away with their skill(Dakota Fanning, Haley Joel Osment and River, rest his soul)
Harry Potter is coming ... Harry Potter is coming
my laptop, beer and the wee hours
Next Tasks
(maintenance-type limit = 6 per day / major-type limit = 4 per week)
1) publish Keeping Score tall(ies)
2) write up all templates
3) make a complete grocery/supply list
4) help Ch-- create his calendar (deadlines/events) and complete his summer assignments
5) wash & line dry towels, blankets & sheets
6) "bless my home" & do "zone work" (90 minutes) and make great chef salads for dinner
M: Keeping Score (R--'s ??)
M: Prepare for Anoka County Fair (animal handling, chicken test, etc.)
M: Yards, Gardens & Animals (dog training, grooming, handling, rabbit indoors, chicken move etc.)
M: Painting
Goal Level Behaviors
Master / Source List
probably manic
Accomplishments: 165 , Sphere Comparison: (Health & Body = 5 ) ( Hearth & Home = 19 ) (Mind & Soul = 9 )
Interesting. I must have the scale set so that I get too much credit for maintenance. (The kitchen is clean, the bathroom is tidy, the house is tidy, etc.) I'll have to check that tomorrow.