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Category Archives: doing it wrong
This is Percy in their first year which was already 5 years ago. (GULP!)
And here they are now!
So many figs in our future.
We have a super busy couple of weeks coming up (or probably most of the summer) but I’m going to schedule a few posts to hopefully cover until I can get back to it.
The Project of Forever, Part 2 of 3:
11336 / 40000 words. 28% done!
The bro house across the street was empty for a couple of years and now it’s an Air BNB. It can fit a lot of people so almost every weekend there are lots of cars over there.
I’m not complaining. So far it hasn’t caused any trouble.
This weekend there were 2-3 cars, 2 big pick-ups and 2 flatbeds – is that what they are called?
This morning I heard funny noises out front and peeked out the window and they were loading up classic cars on the flatbeds.
Not like olde timey cars and not like muscle cars.
Like slicked out 80s Chevy Monte Carlo or 80s Cadillac. (I don’t know cars, that’s my best guess.) I thought it was kind-of cool. There are a lot of car events around here so maybe that’s what they were up to.
This represents about 90% of the gardening I have done so far this year.
I was inspired by my husband’s coffee system so I started a new tea system.
I make my tea in my cup. I use leaf yerba mate in a tea ball.
When the first cup is ready, I transfer the tea ball and boiling water into the travel mug. Then when I’m ready for more, it’s all ready to go.
I can’t believe it took me this long to try this amazing and life-changing approach to morning beverages.
Here is a view of the tea ball in the bottom of the travel mug but you can’t really tell. Trust me.
Last time I was in Orleans I left my travel mug so when I bring it home I’m going to adopt this new system at the office, too.
I bought another bird feeder — so now I have four.
The bird feeder store is a dangerous place. You go in with a thing in mind and end up with a nice man helping you load all your stuff into the car. I even bought “squirrel baffles” which the guy said would not keep squirrels out but would help with the rain.
Now my birds can stay dry while they snack.
See? It says Birds’ Choice. Is there a possessive apostrophe? I can’t tell. I hope there is.
I was disappointed that no birds showed up (while I was watching) for 2 days! But Bob said he saw Squirrel out there and the peanuts are gone.
Actually after I first put it out I was outside doing yard work and blue jay landed on top and checked things out but did not go for the peanuts. Is he really too big? The blue jays seem determined but maybe they don’t like this one. They still scare the other birds away when they pick up tidbits underneath.
They also appear almost instantly if I go outside. They know me as the lady who brings out the peanuts.
I have never attracted a hummingbird to a feeder. This is my third time trying over the past several years. I remain hopeful.
9612 / 40000 words. 24% done!
I spotted one last scraggly daffodil out under the bird bath. I thought I took a photo of it but I don’t see it on my phone so I must have just thought about it. Here’s a tulip instead.
I dug up a bunch of irises because they mostly aren’t pretty and a pain to weed around and when the flowers finally show up they only last about a week. But here’s some blooming.
There are slowly more people coming back to work downtown.
We have been the only business on our floor for almost 2 years.
Our floor was only half full before the plague. The building used part of it for storage and a non-profit had just moved to another location.
The tulips nearing the end. They are pretty for so long. Even when they are blowing out they are kind-of pretty.
Then there were 2 businesses left besides us.
The insurance people went completely to work-from-home and the finance bros already had plans to move into a building they bought.
Then it was just colleague and I. Mostly I like it. It’s very quiet.
But if an ax murderer shows up, and colleague is on travel, I will be on my own for survival.
We almost have the restrooms to ourselves.
Except, I don’t know how it works but somehow the word is out so people come to our floor to use the restroom.
Workers in the building, the UPS guys, people with shy elimination systems (?). Sometimes it startles me to see someone on our floor and I usually say hello. But it seems like people sneaking to other floors to use the restroom don’t want to be seen. They don’t say hi back.
These delicious sandwiches and fries are from Lardo in downtown Portland.
It would make sense to include a photo of the couch with this story but I don’t have one handy and don’t want to take one right now. It’s one of those couches that has a little motor and button so it extends into a lounger.
I love this couch. It’s comfy. It’s held up well.
But if I’m going to complain, if you drop anything into a couch crevice — like you have the remote on the armrest and it slides into the couch. Or maybe you’re doing a crossword puzzle and you set your clipboard down on the seat while you go make some tea and come back and the pencil has fallen into the crack — those things are lost.
This delicious sandwich is from Taylor Street Market in downtown Portland.
I was fiddling with my wedding ring. (I do this all the time knowing full well what a bad idea it is) and dropped it in the couch crack.
I had to completely extend the lounger and then crawl under the seat with a flashlight and dig deep into dark crevices, squishing my fingers in where they barely fit with dust bunnies and who knows what might be in there.
I did retrieve my ring.
But this process is super inconvenient when you drop the Roku control and you can’t do anything until you can crawl around on your stomach and find it again — all while you just wanted to relax for a half hour before you go to bed.
And every time I remind myself — don’t leave stuff on the couch where it can fall it. But then I forget and do it anyway.
I’m moving the camera around trying to get a close up but maybe they monitor the environment and if it looks weird they lay low?
I’m going to leave the camera by the apple tree for a week and see if we get anything exciting.
Here’s a picture of the setup with a helpful arrow so you can see the entrance of the critters’ den. My Photoshop skills have atrophied — it took me forever to remember how to make an arrow and get it pointed in the right place.
On my way home from the match last week I saw an opossum scurrying along the street. It was in our neighborhood but not near our house. “Don’t be afraid, I’m your friend!” I shouted out the window while it rushed for cover.
I have always wanted to see a soccer match with our men’s and women’s teams play together.
Finally! My dream came true.
This match was a fundraiser for children in Ukraine. It was on a Wednesday night and I went back and forth about attending and decided not to.
Except when we were at the match on Saturday I changed my mind and planned to only go to the first half and then hop the bus home.
When Bob heard I planned to attend he wanted to go too so he met me downtown. I’m glad I didn’t leave early.
Tickets were free but a suggested $10 donation. Attendance was over 16,000. Lots of kids. I would say the women’s team fans outnumbered the men’s team fans. During the match they announced they’d raised over $400K but later I saw it was over $500k.
The ref was from Ukraine — first time in history I saw a ref get a standing ovation at the park. hehe.
The players looked like they were having so much fun. They were competitive but also goofing off. They rotated players about every 15 minutes to get everyone in there. (60 minute match). At the end all the players were on the field. Everyone wanted to score — no one helped the goalkeeper.
It was a really fun event. So happy we went.
I still haven’t flipped my closet, partly because I haven’t felt like doing it but also I’ve been able to get away without it. I’m still wearing my warm stuff. Not complaining. I’d rather have a cool, rainy spring. Maybe this weekend.
I finished Sanditon which is a PBS show based on a partial Jane Austen manuscript. (Possible vague spoilers – but it’s a PBS romance based on Jane Austen, that’s 2/3rds of the story right there.)
I don’t don’t know how much manuscript there was. I’m sure this show has invented a lot since we just finished Season 2 (cliffhanger!) and there’s going to be another.
Also, I love it. It would be a fun experiment to see how long they could get away with coming up with new love interests season after season. I’m sure Charlotte has more sisters or cousins that could come in and there could be neighbor women or some device to have new romances all the time. But I love Charlotte so she’d always have to be in it.
I didn’t connect to Bridgerton in the first couple of episodes but I plan to go back and try again. It seems absurd that I wouldn’t love this show.
This week in the backyard we had zero visits from raccoons. It was all opossums and cats. We had an opossum with a heavy pouch a week or two ago so I’ve been keeping an eye on that but then this week we had an opossum and no heavy pouch. I need to read up on my opossum habits.
My plan is to move the camera out into the garden to see if I can gather more information. I am also thinking about buying a second camera — more coverage!
If I don’t get around to posting on the weekend don’t get to it all. I don’t know why I am still constantly surprised by my schedule.
I always start out Monday and Tuesday with so much energy and optimism. My work day is extra productive and when I get home I exercise and maybe get some chores done.
Wednesday I start drooping. It’s not that I have no time, it’s that I have no brain juice. I come home and sometimes rally to go for a short walk or take care of something but more often it’s sit down and read before dinner.
By the time I get on the bus on Thursdays, I am beat. Especially if anything extra has happened during the week like a soccer match or insomnia. This week was a soccer match but it was super fun and hopefully I will post about it later this weekend.
Then Friday is often running around doing errands and chores I don’t have time for on work days and trying to collect enough brain juice to work on writing or administrivia. (I am planning to buckle and get Part 2 of the forever project going. I will put the writing meter on the bottom of this post but it’s not completely accurate because I have some chapters done but out of order so I’m not organized yet.)
But then another good night of sleep and by Saturday and Sunday I’m feeling rested and up for doing stuff.
Then Monday we start all over again and by Wednesday I surprised by how droopy I’m getting. That’s just how it is right now.
Part 2, Project of Forever, To be updated more accurately soon.
1000 / 40000 words. 3% done!