I've just been in a sort of foul mood today. I have plenty of stuff that needs doing - so I sat and flipped aimlessly through the laptop most of the day, following various rabbit holes.
Maybe it's the weather. It's been unusually nice so far, but the afternoon rains have started and it just felt damp and oppressive today. And because of the rains, the ants and the palmetto bugs have moved indoors and that war has started.
I'm tired of insects in general. I'm tired of picking ticks off of myself (although they're finally getting fewer -2 or 3 a day instead of 8 or 10). I enjoy my afternoon coffee break on the back deck, up in the treetops, watching the hummingbirds. I would enjoy it even more if I could just drink my coffee instead of having to put it down every couple of minutes to slap a yellow biting fly.
I was going to do the trash run today. But the rains came early and I just didn't feel like it and what the heck I can do it tomorrow, right? Around 8 p.m. I finally goaded myself and filled the car up. It takes me two weeks to fill up two normal kitchen trash bags (one regular trash, one mostly cat food cans). But I also took a load from the barn and a box of stuff to donate. I have taken so much out of this house in the last three years, and brought almost nothing in, but there is still endless stuff to go through.
There's just endless stuff to do. Nothing impossible; heck, nothing difficult. It's just that it seems never ending. Currently on the list (yes, I make lists. Helps keep my sanity, but sometimes I get tired just looking at the list)
Take the brush cutter to the shop to get it cleaned and checked out, make sure I'm getting the correct kind of fuel.
The yard is growing faster than I can cut it back - hence needing the brush cutter. Also might help if I actually got out there and worked - when I do, it's amazing how much I can do in an hour.
I owe emails to Jeff and cousin Marty. I also need to write Jess (animal rehabber) because I was given a young squirrel that we just thought was stunned but a week later he's still having serious coordination problems. I do not want a pet squirrel. Maybe she'll have a suggestion.
Contact Kenny (the guy who took down my old tool shed). The big release cage and pen were seriously damaged in the hurricane. I've left them up because the peacocks liked to hang out in there. They're gone, and it's an eyesore. Hopefully Kenny will be willing to take it down.
Rik wants to buy the old car trailer (we used it to take the jeep to parades). Fine - except that I can't find the title, so I need to see if I can order a new one.
Replace the circuit breaker. Rik and his friend took out the dead one from the outlet I use a lot, and replaced it with one from an outlet I rarely use. Last time I went to the feed store he gave me a new circuit breaker. Today I spend some time trying to figure out how to turn off the power to the cottage because I couldn't find a master switch. He and he friend might be willing to work with live wires, but I'm sure as hell not. (Finally figured out that the cottage is on the house wiring, so I just have to turn off *everything*). Also the screw on the new breaker is so tight that I can't loosen it to put the wire in. I'll fight that again tomorrow.
My back has been bothering me. I had noticed that I was starting to trip a lot (and falling is not a good thing, although I rarely actually fall, just stumble). I noticed that I was always hitting and tripping with my left foot. I analyzed my walk - I was stepping out with my right foot, and just swinging the left (so it would hit any roots or uneveness). I consciously altered my walk so that I was stepping properly with the left food. The tripping has ended but it's messed up my hip. Must find a chiropractor. (and why are they all on the other side of town?)
My phone is having problems. It's fine, but a lot of services (I play music on it) are using bigger files and faster streaming, and my phone can't keep up anymore. I got it used, probably 6-7 years ago. In tech years, that's ancient. So I have to go phone shopping. Ugh.
I got a cucumber for salads. It will go funky before I eat it all, so it needs to go in pickling solution. (Actually, I did that about 11:30 tonight - took all of 10 minutes after three days of thinking that I should do it)
I need to make caramelized onions. The museum gets produce donated from Costco, but sometimes things are included that animals don't eat, like onions. People take a few, the rest get thrown away. That bothers me, so I brought a 10 pound bag home. Hopefully tomorrow I'll goad myself into slicing and cooking them down. I love caramelized onions, and I love having a batch in the freezer to toss in whatever. Just have to do it.
I have to pay a bill the old fashioned way - writing a check, putting it in an envelope with a stamp. Another 10 minute job that's been sitting for a week.
A light bulb in the overhead light in the guest room burned out. Must replace.
The deck and the front of the house need to be pressure washed. Getting a bit green.
I haven't had my eyes checked in years, and am having problems reading street signs when I drive. Should make an appointment.
And all the usual - litterboxes, laundry, clean the back deck (chickens poop a lot).
Nothing earth-shaking, nothing that difficult. But I just look at the list, say screw it, and go play sudoku or something.
The Infinity Con is a month from today, so I need to get cracking on the griffin puppet (I did work a little on it today).
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