I had a redemption run this morning while I watched the sun rise. Ok, I hate waking up early with a deep and sincere passion, but once I’m outside breathing fresh air and taking in the sun, I usually don’t regret doing it. That really was the best part of my day. Work has been… disappointing, I guess, but that’s not really the right word. I’m trying to make the most of things, but my heart isn’t really in it. So what do I do instead? I make octopus keychains! It is so incredibly mindless, and I have no idea if anyone will even like them enough to spend money on them, but finishing one and adding it to the growing collection is so satisfying. Even if they end up resurfacing from the bottom of the bin at every Kindermarket until the end of the school’s history, it will have done me good to make them. And so that’s that. Another Monday.
Tag: milkweed
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July 28
I finished reading The Neverending Story tonight. The first half is exactly like the movie. The second half isn’t part of the movie at all, which was pretty much the whole entire point of the book. Hollywood! I enjoyed it. It’s been very hot lately and my garden is withering in the heat. Took some time to water it this afternoon. I hope it helps. I also made sure to turn off the water… lesson learned after forgetting a couple weeks ago, flooding the entire yard, and receiving a water bill for $500. Jesus.
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January 26
Our gardens are looking dismal. The latest freeze seems to have done a number on them. I don’t know what will come back, but we’ll trim it down and see what happens. This milkweed seems to be doing ok, anyway. Come, butterflies!
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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 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 