Didn’t do as much today as yesterday, and I decided that’s ok. I did prune my roses and catch this hibiscus in the sun. Christina and I also took apart the Lego pirate ship we built earlier this year so we can build one of the other 3-in-1 models in the kit. We watched a lot of football. I think sometimes it’s ok to be lazy and unproductive.
Tag: garden
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November 20
I finally finished weeding the garden. And the hibiscus is blooming! That’s about all I really got done today, which is slightly disappointing. My current vacation isn’t even over and I’m already counting down the days until my next vacation. There’s something wrong with that, right?
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November 9
I went outside to check on Pinot in the backyard, because he likes to dig under the fence and disappear. He was sniffing around on the grass, so I lay down and looked at the sky a while. It was a really nice day, warm but not hot, sunny with a few clouds, not humid. I decided to pull a few weeds from the garden, which has really become overrun with them. I only intended to pull a few and go back inside, but after 20 minutes, I’d weeded half the garden. I cut my finger on something in the garden and I have dirt deep under my fingernails, but now I can see my flowers and they can breathe. There are still more weeds to pull, but it felt good to do something that means something. Something that yielded positive results. I feel like so much of what I’ve been doing lately has involved smashing my head into proverbial walls over and over and then being asked to do it again (but always with a thank you!). I’m tired. Beyond. But here is this rose that I found in the weeds. I think I have to work to find more roses.
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October 6
Robin said she loves me very, very, very, very much today, which kind of makes up for my crappy day yesterday.
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September 7
I’ve heard the newer iPhones take better night photos, and based on this, I’d agree. It’s not the best shot I’ve ever taken, but the image quality is probably even better than my (now decrepitly ancient) DSLR. I guess sometimes it pays to upgrade.
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June 29
I walked over 16,000 steps around the island, including one jaunt I thought would take me to a nice lookout point. Turns out that lookout point was a lot farther away than I estimated and between Christina’s shoes being completely inappropriate for walking and the fact that I had to be back for dinner, we never made it. But we did find a little private beach at the end of a dirt road and a very well-hidden trail. Christina was tickled.
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June 18
I finally got back into the yard to do some weeding and found even more hydrangea blooms. We have three plants right next to each other and each one is a different color – purple, white, pink. Who knew the soil pH could vary so much in such a small space?
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June 9
I had big plans for dijon-marinated grilled pork chops for dinner tonight, and then for the first time in weeks, it stormed. And it stormed from 5-7pm, right at dinner time. Not at 2 or 3pm. Not 7 or 8pm. Dinner time. So we ended up with takeout. Ah well… keeping my fingers crossed for a drier evening tomorrow.
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May 21
Today was stressful, but I didn’t have the crazy overwhelming anxiety I’ve had the last three weeks, which was nice. I went to church for the first time in weeks with the idea that I’d go to the park for a little while afterwards, but realized quickly that I’d come back on the day of our annual meeting. So instead of a short hike, I voted on office positions, the budget, and bylaw amendments. I left after an hour to go pick up food for a picnic I decided to throw for the cheer team and their families. I ended up buying about four times as much food as we needed, but the cake I got was absolutely perfect. Publix is amazing.
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May 11
At dinner tonight, Billy asked Robin to name the main types of rocks and she listed off: igneous, sediment, and Dwayne Johnson.
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May 8
Oh my god the last week has felt interminably impossible. I really thought today would turn the tide, but there’s been no relief at all. Anxiety has its hooks deep in my heart and stomach and lungs and it’s literally painful. Eating hurts, breathing hurts. I’m ready for a break.
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May 1
After three days of pure anxiety at the weekend’s cheer competition, I have crashed completely. I’m pressing through it. Tomorrow will be better.
Year in Photos 