Tuesday 8/15 As I type, it’s 101° outside. If I could simply sit quietly in the shade, it wouldn’t bother me. It’s very dry heat. However, I had to water some pots. They were the ones in the shade. (Those in the sun will get water after dinner.) That helped, but still, just walking around dragging the hose was a sweaty experience. it was nice to be outside despite the sweaty heat. Sunday was hot outside, too, but I wore…
I had a reasonably long list of things I wanted to get done this week. I need to redefine reasonable. I probably should also keep a list of what I do manage to get done. It doesn’t seem like I accomplished anything, but I did get some things crossed off the list. I’m not sure what’ll get done today. There are still plenty of items on the list. Hmm . . . Maybe fix the bathroom cabinet door, which is…
I always plan to write something here every day, but then I get distracted. I guess I shouldn’t compare myself with my younger self, but it seems I get so little done. These sentences don’t seem quite related, but they are. I’ve always been distracted, but I used to move from one thing to the next and manage to spend enough time on each to have accomplished something by the end of the day, or the end of the week….
Monday Although, according to my sister, it should be mostly raining through June here in Western Oregon, today is a wonderfully, beautifully hot, summery day. I have discovered in the past few days that my energy levels for outside work have dwindled a lot more than I realized. Yesterday I was watering the garden pots and nearly passed out before I was finished. I came in before I passed out, but, even though I wasn’t overheated, I was totally exhausted…
We’ve had a lot of rain, but no ice. However, my webhost is in Montreal and they were clobbered by a massive ice storm last week. Apparently everything at Crosswinds was in working order, but about 75% of the city was without power for a couple of days, including all the Crosswinds servers. As a result, I had no website for a couple of days and no e-mail. I discovered this when I wanted to post here. Not to be…
Since I mentioned it last night, I took a picture of my progress on the Afghan. It is far, far from perfect, but will still be warm and cozy when done, so I consider it not bad for my very first. I put the green pencil on it to give an idea of the size. This is approximately 3/5 done. I just started on the fourth jumbo skein Sometime in 2023 I might start a flower granny square Afghan. I…
I haven’t really lost all my stamina–only in over 80° heat. Today was in the 70°s and I worked outside for four hours. I could have continued longer if I’d started earlier and were more organized. I think I will work outside tomorrow if I haven’t pulled my back. (The hardest thing I did was water all my large pot garden, but sometimes that’s all it takes.) It’s so amazing what working outside does for my mental state. Besides watering,…
And as seems to have become the norm, I haven’t done half the projects I planned for summer. That’s the only thing I hate about getting older–not having the energy or stamina to work physically from eight or nine in the morning until three, four or five in the afternoon. Yesterday I worked outside for about ninety minutes, and though the temperature was only low 80°s, I was wiped out. Still, I did manage to plant the candytuft Debie gave…
Monday It took me two full afternoons to read through my list of Ragmates blogs. This is not because I was so far behind. Or because Ragmates are wordy writers–some post very infrequently and the daily posters don’t usually ramble on as I usually do. No. It’s because they all seem to stir my imagination and/or curiosity. I started reading these blogs through Spirit Cloth . . . Tuesday Obviously, this is what I did today. Wednesday Today I was…
I’m a homebody. I have ADD. I’ve done nothing this week because I’ve had appointments and have been pulled away from my routine (such as it is) by those, and other things, every day. My introverted homebody-ness borders on being a hermit. I’m able to go for a long time with no more outside contact than occasional texting. I’m not really sure how long, and it probably varies because I do like and need human contact sometimes, but I get…