Monday, September 12
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Good temperatures, sunny.
That my Sweetie took his nephew with him to town to pick up a fence post pounder (rental). This gave me a little bit of sleep.
I really don't know anymore, when I am going to sleep. Being sleep-deprived doesn't seem to make me go to bed early, I just get more and more exhausted.
With having contractors coming so much, I don't really sleep when they are working in the basement in the morning.
With my husband and his nephew getting up early and having breakfast (there is almost nothing between the kitchen and our bedroom, the door doesn't even close all the way) and then that wakes the cats up (who don't stop bugging me for food once they are awake), I didn't really sleep last night.
With things the way they are right now, I might get two good night's sleep a week. Maybe.
I am trying to hang in there. Most of the work with the contractors will be done whenever the exterior windows are installed. Some time in October?
I still have to do my days. I still need to do chores twice, get groceries, mow the lawn, clean the house, etc. That doesn't go away. I generally do less and less "extra" things, because I am just tired.
Today my husband and his nephew worked on putting in posts. When we had to move the house onto our property three years ago, my husband had to take down the gates on our driveway and part of the fence to make room for the house. That never got put back. Today he put in the posts that will allow us to put up farm gates again.
He also replaced a few broken posts in the goat/pony pasture. They were just really old. He replaced a different post that got broken by the truck, when he miscalculated the width of the gate there.
Then he put in a few posts where the "nice" fence needed to go back around the house (also taken down for house building project and never put back).
These were things that once WERE finished, and mostly were dismantled to bring in the house, and never put back.
My husband kept putting those things off, once again stating that "they weren't a priority". but I want those gates there because if one of the horses ever got out into the yard I need to close the gate on the drive way so they stay on our property.
So, after him putting this off over and over again, I asked our contractor if he knew anyone who could do those jobs, and he said HE could do them.
I went back to my husband and told him that he could finally do those jobs, or I would just get the contractor to do them. His choice.
Believe it or not, somehow, those jobs are finally getting done. I guess they weren't so impossible after all.
After all that, he seems to enjoy doing the work, and his nephew is doing well. I helped too. It's good to work together like that, and I think it helps my husband to feel more motivated having his nephew there in a way that he likely wouldn't be motivated by doing that work with me.
I got a few things done too. I pulled up two rows of carrots (sadly, many of them very small) and pulled the spent lettuce and such out of part of the garden.
I took two wheel barrow loads of old bedding out of the goat/pony shed and used them as mulch.
I cooked a decent supper for the guys of hearty pasta and garlic toast with garden carrots. I ate my lower carb meal of quinoa and veggies.
We did a bit more post pounding after supper, and finished mostly what needed to be done. They will take it back to the rental place tomorrow.
We came in and played a few hands of cribbage.
The nephew seemed to have a pretty good day.
He did kind of start talking admiringly about an older guy he works with, who I suppose in the eyes of an 18 year old probably seems like a very cool guy, but from the perspective of more mature people, he sounds like a guy suffering pretty hard from a mid-life crisis with some pathetic vices (like hookers). We kind of shut that down, implying that his hero makes some pretty bad life choices.
Doesn't that sound pathetic? A sixty year old guy who apparently works one day a week at a grocery store because he is bored, and tells 18 year old kids stories about his adventures in brothels? I get that it seems like he is really "interesting" and doing his best not to "be old", but why does it make him cool to go to brothels?
That's like saying how cool it is to catch huge trophy fish from some guy's aquarium. Or one you just went to a grocery store and bought.
Maybe to a young guy, it really does seem like this guy is leading an interesting life compared to boring old parents who have been married 20 years and go to work every day, but there are ways of being interesting that don't involve hookers and drugs.
Maybe when he's older he'll see that this guy isn't as cool as he once thought.
Anyhow, other than that our nephew has been good-natured, helpful, and comfortable with how we live.
Today I learned about parfilage, an activity primarily among ladies during the Regency Era in Britain and France.
What may have begun as a practical activity among some (taking apart old textiles to reclaim gold and silver threads) became a frivolous fashion among the wealthy. Objects were sometimes even created with metal threads with the sole purpose of being taken apart again by hobbyists.
It's fascinating and very strange. Give it a read.
https://regencyredingote.wordpress.com/2018/12/14/of-parfilage-or-drizzling-through-the-regency/
Good temperatures, sunny.
That my Sweetie took his nephew with him to town to pick up a fence post pounder (rental). This gave me a little bit of sleep.
I really don't know anymore, when I am going to sleep. Being sleep-deprived doesn't seem to make me go to bed early, I just get more and more exhausted.
With having contractors coming so much, I don't really sleep when they are working in the basement in the morning.
With my husband and his nephew getting up early and having breakfast (there is almost nothing between the kitchen and our bedroom, the door doesn't even close all the way) and then that wakes the cats up (who don't stop bugging me for food once they are awake), I didn't really sleep last night.
With things the way they are right now, I might get two good night's sleep a week. Maybe.
I am trying to hang in there. Most of the work with the contractors will be done whenever the exterior windows are installed. Some time in October?
I still have to do my days. I still need to do chores twice, get groceries, mow the lawn, clean the house, etc. That doesn't go away. I generally do less and less "extra" things, because I am just tired.
Today my husband and his nephew worked on putting in posts. When we had to move the house onto our property three years ago, my husband had to take down the gates on our driveway and part of the fence to make room for the house. That never got put back. Today he put in the posts that will allow us to put up farm gates again.
He also replaced a few broken posts in the goat/pony pasture. They were just really old. He replaced a different post that got broken by the truck, when he miscalculated the width of the gate there.
Then he put in a few posts where the "nice" fence needed to go back around the house (also taken down for house building project and never put back).
These were things that once WERE finished, and mostly were dismantled to bring in the house, and never put back.
My husband kept putting those things off, once again stating that "they weren't a priority". but I want those gates there because if one of the horses ever got out into the yard I need to close the gate on the drive way so they stay on our property.
So, after him putting this off over and over again, I asked our contractor if he knew anyone who could do those jobs, and he said HE could do them.
I went back to my husband and told him that he could finally do those jobs, or I would just get the contractor to do them. His choice.
Believe it or not, somehow, those jobs are finally getting done. I guess they weren't so impossible after all.
After all that, he seems to enjoy doing the work, and his nephew is doing well. I helped too. It's good to work together like that, and I think it helps my husband to feel more motivated having his nephew there in a way that he likely wouldn't be motivated by doing that work with me.
I got a few things done too. I pulled up two rows of carrots (sadly, many of them very small) and pulled the spent lettuce and such out of part of the garden.
I took two wheel barrow loads of old bedding out of the goat/pony shed and used them as mulch.
I cooked a decent supper for the guys of hearty pasta and garlic toast with garden carrots. I ate my lower carb meal of quinoa and veggies.
We did a bit more post pounding after supper, and finished mostly what needed to be done. They will take it back to the rental place tomorrow.
We came in and played a few hands of cribbage.
The nephew seemed to have a pretty good day.
He did kind of start talking admiringly about an older guy he works with, who I suppose in the eyes of an 18 year old probably seems like a very cool guy, but from the perspective of more mature people, he sounds like a guy suffering pretty hard from a mid-life crisis with some pathetic vices (like hookers). We kind of shut that down, implying that his hero makes some pretty bad life choices.
Doesn't that sound pathetic? A sixty year old guy who apparently works one day a week at a grocery store because he is bored, and tells 18 year old kids stories about his adventures in brothels? I get that it seems like he is really "interesting" and doing his best not to "be old", but why does it make him cool to go to brothels?
That's like saying how cool it is to catch huge trophy fish from some guy's aquarium. Or one you just went to a grocery store and bought.
Maybe to a young guy, it really does seem like this guy is leading an interesting life compared to boring old parents who have been married 20 years and go to work every day, but there are ways of being interesting that don't involve hookers and drugs.
Maybe when he's older he'll see that this guy isn't as cool as he once thought.
Anyhow, other than that our nephew has been good-natured, helpful, and comfortable with how we live.
Today I learned about parfilage, an activity primarily among ladies during the Regency Era in Britain and France.
What may have begun as a practical activity among some (taking apart old textiles to reclaim gold and silver threads) became a frivolous fashion among the wealthy. Objects were sometimes even created with metal threads with the sole purpose of being taken apart again by hobbyists.
It's fascinating and very strange. Give it a read.
https://regencyredingote.wordpress.com/2018/12/14/of-parfilage-or-drizzling-through-the-regency/
