Hi, friends!
I hope your weekend went well. Tell us about something good that you accomplished recently.
I used 2 of the 8 winter squash I have in my dinner yesterday. (I have a tendency to overbuy winter squash and be like oh I’ll totally use that up…sometimes that backfires). It was a “gotta-go” casserole as my mother calls them – aka huh I got stuff that is going to go bad if I don’t use it now. Also the winter garden is doing really well now that the few cold nights killed off most pest bugs, and I used a bunch of kale for some delicious beans and greens I cooked on Friday. So so good!
Also I did a shit ton of yard work over the weekend. Did I want to? Absolutely not. Have we had dry weather for several days so it was a good idea to get it done? Yes.
Yesterday I needed a day to decompress and do nothing.
Today, I ended up doing the following:
1 Raked my lawn and cleared up most of the leaves in the front (including neighbor’s side)
2 Went to my parent’s house to start the clean up…
-found my mom’s key fob to their car
-found the last missing credit card
-found out where the flies were coming from (oh dear god, the oven, my mom put food in the goddamned oven!)
-cleaned out the cupboards and fridge of rotting food (I will deal with the oven at another time.)
3 Went food shopping (the vision of the oven kept me from overspending)
4 Finished my laundry (I didn’t have any clean clothes for a week because I ran out from lack of enthusiasm and no time)
5 Went to the bank to deposit all the cash I found so far at my parents house.
I feel a little better, but I’d like to take some time to clean up my house (it’s even too messy for me.)
Goddamn, you got a lot done!
I hope the yard work was a way to process some emotional energy. Sometimes rage-working in the yard is effective for me.
More like guilt working. I planned to do most of this YESTERDAY, but I didn’t. I felt I didn’t have a choice today.
Spent two hours in my parents home. I would stop from time to time when tears welled up as I felt miserable that my parents life has been reduced to rotting soy milk cartons and scattered clothes because of dementia.
That was a lot for f work, physically and emotionally.
I had a very social weekend, went to a party and took Fanny to the dog park to hang out with some canine and human pals. I took a nap, then I set up some old bread by baking a strata and had breakfast for dinner in front of the fire.
I am unfamiliar with stratas (stratae?) so I googled them. Now I’m intrigued and your breakfast for dinner sounds delightful!
It’s basically a savory bread pudding. I used cheese and onion but you could put in anything you like. It freezes well too.
I got 20,000 steps in yesterday. Today, uh, not so much.
Hey nothing like some downtime after a busy day!
I was on my feet all day yesterday. Today by about 4pm it became “mostly sitting” for the back half of my day and that’s fantastic, too!
We returned from Kauai late Saturday night, but still got up and went for a walk this morning.
I also mowed the leaves in the front yard and cleared the gutters on the front of the house this afternoon.
Back yard and gutters will have to happen in stages through this week.
If you took pix in Kauai, pls post ’em.
i stepped outside and didnt immediately get eaten by zombies
so yay me!
kinda feels like zombies are an option tho?
that said….its 04:30…i might be the zombie
You’re probably out of luck.
yep….im fucked
maybe i can hide at next doors party?