A Bokashi update, and other shite.
So Bokashi first, since I’m aware that this is basically a Bokashi blog now. So the first bin is most of the way through it’s two week fermentation. It’s producing less and less of the vicious orange slurry that you can apparently use to keep drains clear. We have been tipping it down the drain, usually just before doing washing up, because it smells fierce.
The second bin is not doing so well. I suspect this is my fault, I transferred the squishing spatula from the first bin, which I’d made the decision early on not to bother to wash. This, I suspect, was an error. In the new bin with all that space it more or less instantly turned into a giant puffball of mould. I scraped it off, and shoved the mould well down into a layer, but the next time we opened it, it was the same. And since then, each time it’s been worse smelling. The first bin smelled vaguely fermenty, but this smells - like a food waste bin. Today I’ve fished it out and washed it fairly thoroughly, and I suspect that it’ll just be another bokashi job. Chop the veg up, squish it down, wash the masher.
Next week we can take it out of the bin and see what the fermentation process has done. Not sure how we clean it, given that we have no-where outside to wash it… Still, we can face that problem down when we get there.
Despite the challenges, and the amount of time it takes, it’s something I can do.
Which feels important.
This weekend has been hard. I don’t really know why, I mean, I’ve been hyperstressed with the job, and the fact that as a brown immigrant I feel like I might be kicked out of the country with very little notice. Oh, and the fact that some fucking Trumpian decided to shoot brown people just because he thought they were muslim. It’s inexcusable to shoot people… there was going to be more to that, but actually, that statement covers it. But it is exactly what I feared. Nutcases with guns feeling entitled to kill people like it’s the 1800s.
Anyway, so after a complete hissy-fit over something that was not hissy-fit worthy*, I realised that perhaps I was overwrought, but in the aftermath I’ve continued to feel really, really low. That struggle of trying to work out what to do, and not having the time to do any of it properly continues.
* Trying to get our AC1900 router to play with the steaming pile of shite that Xfinity supply. Apparently it doesn’t want to play. I think I’ll try a factory reset on it (whenever I have time to try that again).
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