My First Blog Was a Garden Blog, Before the Apathy Monsters Attacked

Hee. I've thought about starting a garden blog "The Gimpy Gardener". I tried but only made a post or two before rain and landscaping changed the..er..landscape.

I've never had a worm bin. Didn't need to because I had a compost bin. Since I'm going to have to find 4 housemates and might not be able to be choosy about their crunchiness, it's better for me to have an outside bin than an inside one. Even if it doesn't smell, I need to take up as little of the common space as I can. I've already put most of my CDs in albums (still need to de-jewel-box a box or two). My LPs and books are going to be a problem, though. The mortgage is high enough that what I have to ask for the rooms is on the high side for this neighborhood (many of the houseshares around here are in houses that were bought 15 - 20 years ago and have much lower mortgages). I'm trying to do everything I can to make the house as attractive as possible without making it unattractive to me.

I sat out and pulled a few more weeds today. Gosh, it feels nice to be out in the garden. I haven't been able to do it in a while. I'm terrible at meditating. My mind chatters incessantly at me. But when I'm gardening, I'm much more able to *be* in the moment. Plus it's fascinating to see how much can change in the yard just overnight. Man, I wish I had the wherewithal to get a degree in horticulture.

Plei, is your garden blog still up?

Jilli can have this one too. A Drusilla vid set to "Vampire Heart" by H.I.M.

Plei, is your garden blog still up?

Nope, sadly.

My friends have an outside worm bin, and it works well for them. I don't know how it's set up, though, and they're out of the country right about now, so I can't ask.

Well, the stench isn't quite so much the issue (in my opinion, anyway) with the regular compost. It's the amount of space it takes up and what it looks like. My mom co-owns this house with me and she's prissy about stuff like that. And if one of the prospective renters is prissy as well, that just tips it in her favor. I'm sure I'll find a place to make it fit but I have to see how the landscaping all pans out.

The house came with 4 large raised beds. It's a long rectangular yard plot. Tons of neighbors can see into the backyard so I wanted to get a privacy screen in. But I wanted it to be edible so we've planted feijoa, lemons, grapefruit, oranges and other standard size citrus and one short avocado. It'll be quite some time before that all fills in. I've got deciduous fruit trees three or four to a hole (pears, apples, plums, peaches and one almond), lingonberries, currants, cane berries (which will be in one of the raised beds to prevent spread), strawberries, beach strawberries, and some odd bits here and there. I just have to see where things really end up before I site the compost.

Rant warning.

Why do some people love horror movies so much that they feel compelled to subject others to them? Saying, "I really can't watch movies like this," triggers, "Oh, but you HAVE to!" as a response. Well, really? No. No, I don't. I can choose to be in a different room. Unless I'm at work, and have to administer medications from a desk/cupboard set-up that is all of eight feet from the tv.

What is so lovely and wonderful about feeling scared, anxious, angry, violated that they need, not only to make themselves feel this way, but also to make me feel it, too? I've seen their lives - the shit their families and ex-SOs and quasi-friends pour into them. Why is that shit not enough, they need to drink more? And then pour it into me? Why?

And, oh boy, they take their turn with the remote, watch one horror movie, isn't that the most wonderful thing you ever saw, but that's not enough! We gotta watch another.

Fuck 'em. I ain't ever going to apologize again for putting a boring history documentary on, and fuck me if I ever volunteer to give up the remote after so someone else can have a chance to choose what to watch. I'ma grab it and growl.

Rant warning.

When Bec was working at the retirement home, they had a selection of videos for the residents with dementia and such like to watch. Generally very soothing options, old musicals or romances, a couple of National Geographic specials. But I could never understand why they also had a copy of Robocop.

Meanwhile! Wallybee has been given an interpreting assignment tonight, at 10 pm! This is crazy talk, she's normally in bed by then. But her loss is my gain, for I get to give her a lift to her assignment. (Not back, because she doesn't know what time it'll finish. But I would, if she asked. This is not a difficult cost-benefit analysis.) And guess what I found today? Chocolate penguins! They have a mango centre, apparently. I think she'll be stoked.

Andi, I, too dislike horror films. I also can't handle "psychological thrillers". I have a friend (a psychologist, even) who loves these kinds of movies. I just dislike the emotional discomfort they cause me. I don't know why some people enjoy that.

Some people juggle geese.

Oh, the hotness! I almost can't stand it!

Gris, I am SO very sorry. I had such high hopes for you two.

Kristin, how very disappointing, because that is just gorgeous...and gorgeous on you.

WindSparrow, that is totally frustrating, and I get it. I hate those kinds of movies too. Went to a horror film with a friend and her daughters last summer to see if I was over the fear, and spent the whole movies with my eyes shut, swearing I would NEVER do it again. Steal that remote! Take charge!

And guess what I found today? Chocolate penguins! They have a mango centre, apparently. I think she'll be stoked.

FUN! There's a shop in Harvard Square called LA Burdicks, and they make dark chocolate penguins that are to die for: [link]

Busy day today. Therapist is calling at 9. Must call and make appointment with psychopharm (for hopefully today or tomorrow). Then I'm off to work for a few hours to wrap things up. And when I get home, we're going to do laundry. Meant to do that yesterday, but seizures got in the way. BUT, for those of you keeping track at home, I did dishes! There's still a few that need to be done, but they are mostly done. YAY!

That's a big yay, vw! I hope your day goes well.

Right now, I'm trying to get my head out of "home sick" mode and into "go to work" mode. I'm feeling much, much better, but I'm also having to tell myself that I'll probably be wiped by the time quittin' time rolls around this afternoon.