6:45 am
It is pouring
with rain again which for some reason made me want to come out here to the sun
room to write instead of to do my stretches, which I really need to do. It
feels kind of oddly cozy here – I sure am glad I never put in the screen
windows – but still closely connected to the rain. A bit like being in a cabin
at Three Mile. Wow it is really coming down now. And lots of lightning, too. I suppose
I could get hit by lightening, or a tree near me could, but really no more
likely than if I were in the house.
What I will
need to do right off today (after the much-needed stretches) will be the
kitchen. I cooked supper (which no one but me ate, since by the time K finally
came home he said he had already eaten…), cut up tomatoes, peeled them and
started them cooking down to sauce, I dyed the wool in the onion, then left it
to cool and started reheating the onion skins to see if there is more color in
them, and late in the evening I finally made chocolate zucchini bread. By the
time I started it I realized I needed more cocoa and more chocolate chips, so I
had to text G to pick some up while she was out getting pizza and GoBerry with her
friend who arrived from Oregon for a few days. The result of all that is that
the kitchen is a disaster. Well I guess that gives me an early on job to
tackle.
Sounds
like the storm is moving off.
Yesterday
was a bit of a zoo, though I managed to get a lot of good stuff done, including
finishing Robinson Crusoe and I am
not at all sad to be done with it. On to Barnaby
Rudge read by the same person who read Martin
Chuzzlewit so I look forward to that, plus it is very long and will last a
long time. Yesterday I did start in on the compost and got a bit done before M
arrived around 9:45 (it had stopped raining, a lot like today). We did this and
that. I showed her how to join when you are knitting in the round. She had
forgotten her main project that she wanted help with, so we couldn’t do much
besides that. She said on-line videos had helped. I spent some time checking on
Ravelry to see if there are any local groups that she could join with and it
looks like there might be a couple. Then we took a walk with the T, then went
out to return all the sample tiles to Summerlin and to pick up the repaired
window for the rental house, and we stopped at Black Sheep to get sandwiches to
go. I will say, mine was terrible. I have had that kind before and it was good,
but this was terrible. I feel like I should tell them next time I am there. We came
home, we ate, we chatted a bit more, she left.
After all
that, I talked to 2 friends on the phone for about 2 hours. After all that I managed
to finish the compost, cut the bottom off one of the small cages, start the
next batch of tomatoes stewing, and make the zucchini bread. Oh, AND I finally
wrote the letter to the family re invasives!!!! That was a big deal and I did
it while I was sitting in the kitchen late waiting for the bread to bake. There
was nothing else to do (I had brushed my teeth, gotten changed, I was just
waiting). Why was it so hard to write? I don’t think the writing itself was
hard, and it turned out pretty well. The hard part comes next with sending it. Why?
Because I don’t do well with asking for help, with trying to influence people
or convince them, especially family. Strangers are easier. It means trying to
inspire all these people to help. With lots of hands, this would not be too bad
of a project, but if it is just me, well, that won’t work. Ok, I guess I’ll
send off the letter and see what
happens. Some nice fall work weekend?
Today: I
must clean the kitchen and do my stretches. I must write up some ideas for the
fiber meeting this afternoon. Then I should do something fun….. maybe do a
bunch of spinning of the dark grey stuff while listening to the Chief from
Carmen Sandiego (yes, it is her) read Bluest
Eye. And of course I need to feed buns and eat breakfast. Oh, and I sure
better clean out the fridge. If I find tahini maybe I will try to reconstitute the
dried eggplant and make baba ganoush. Not as if I need any – I have a whole tub
of delicious pate that needs eating.
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