Thursday, July 21
Jul. 21st, 2022 10:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
A warm, summer day. Not too hot, just nice.
I went to the little thrift store in the nearby small village, and found a nice coffee press for my Sweetie, and some hand weights (to add to the other ones sitting there quietly).
We went to the little park that has the farm house in it, and walked for a while. It looks like someone finally mowed the walking trails.
I came home and wanted to have a nap, but there were too many things bugging me that need doing.
So (sigh) I got up and tried to get something done.
I let everyone out for a while, and I watered the garden from one of our big rainwater tanks.
I pulled a huge steel support beam (left from tearing down the trailer, and not attached to anything) that my husband had rolled against the garage. It was making it impossible to mow the grass there. I called my husband to ask him what we were doing with it, and he didn't even realize it was still there. Apparently it can be recycled or sold, or something. He just put it there when we were demolishing, and forgot all about it.
I moved our BBQ away from the garage and on to the concrete pad by the house so that I could mow around the garage. We really don't use it anymore, but we keep dragging it around from one spot in the yard to another, mainly for the exercise, I guess. It used to be on the deck before we tore down the trailer, and has sat in front of the garage for the last three years.
Then I got the weed whacker out, and cleared the grass where the metal support had been, and where the BBQ had been, and tried to at least knock the tops off of the thistles around the house where we haven't mulched yet to keep them from seeding out, and knocked down some weeds and saplings behind the garage.
Then I mowed one small area behind the garage, and tilled the space between the vegetable garden and the perennial bed that keeps getting weedy.
Then I pulled weeds for a while. I just went like hell on one stretch of walking path for about 15 minutes.
My Sweetie was talking with his parents, and they asked him if he wants their big dining table and chairs. I feel like there is not much point in us taking these, as it would mean my husband driving our old truck for 15 hours one way to go get it (and the cost to run the truck would be nuts), and we don't have kids to pass it on to either. The set is considered a family heirloom, but I said it would make a lot more sense for it to skip a generation and go to one of the grand kids/cousins instead of us.
You have to be careful starting to accept the family giant furniture, if it isn't truly needed or deeply loved.
I learned that Eleanor Roosevelt held her own press conferences where only female journalists were allowed. This ensured they kept their jobs during Depression-era layoffs, earning a steady income & professional status.
https://www.womenshistory.org/articles/eleanor-roosevelts-white-house-press-conferences
A warm, summer day. Not too hot, just nice.
I went to the little thrift store in the nearby small village, and found a nice coffee press for my Sweetie, and some hand weights (to add to the other ones sitting there quietly).
We went to the little park that has the farm house in it, and walked for a while. It looks like someone finally mowed the walking trails.
I came home and wanted to have a nap, but there were too many things bugging me that need doing.
So (sigh) I got up and tried to get something done.
I let everyone out for a while, and I watered the garden from one of our big rainwater tanks.
I pulled a huge steel support beam (left from tearing down the trailer, and not attached to anything) that my husband had rolled against the garage. It was making it impossible to mow the grass there. I called my husband to ask him what we were doing with it, and he didn't even realize it was still there. Apparently it can be recycled or sold, or something. He just put it there when we were demolishing, and forgot all about it.
I moved our BBQ away from the garage and on to the concrete pad by the house so that I could mow around the garage. We really don't use it anymore, but we keep dragging it around from one spot in the yard to another, mainly for the exercise, I guess. It used to be on the deck before we tore down the trailer, and has sat in front of the garage for the last three years.
Then I got the weed whacker out, and cleared the grass where the metal support had been, and where the BBQ had been, and tried to at least knock the tops off of the thistles around the house where we haven't mulched yet to keep them from seeding out, and knocked down some weeds and saplings behind the garage.
Then I mowed one small area behind the garage, and tilled the space between the vegetable garden and the perennial bed that keeps getting weedy.
Then I pulled weeds for a while. I just went like hell on one stretch of walking path for about 15 minutes.
My Sweetie was talking with his parents, and they asked him if he wants their big dining table and chairs. I feel like there is not much point in us taking these, as it would mean my husband driving our old truck for 15 hours one way to go get it (and the cost to run the truck would be nuts), and we don't have kids to pass it on to either. The set is considered a family heirloom, but I said it would make a lot more sense for it to skip a generation and go to one of the grand kids/cousins instead of us.
You have to be careful starting to accept the family giant furniture, if it isn't truly needed or deeply loved.
I learned that Eleanor Roosevelt held her own press conferences where only female journalists were allowed. This ensured they kept their jobs during Depression-era layoffs, earning a steady income & professional status.
https://www.womenshistory.org/articles/eleanor-roosevelts-white-house-press-conferences
