So that's what doing stuff feels like
Aug. 20th, 2006 10:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenWaking up to find myself not quite zombie-like today, I set out to get out of the house and do some errands. First up? Fixing that patch of dirt. I headed over to the local nursery, where as you can imagine the flower pickings were slim but on the upside they were also 40% off. This late in the season all I cared about was color, so I picked things based on getting the most variety of color in there, plus things that were pretty spread out already in the hopes that they'd cover more of the dirt.
Happily the dirt itself wasn't too hard to dig into, and it was but the work of moments to get the plants planted and watered and fertilized. In spite of my lifelong difficulty with estimating things, I actually managed to get the right amount of plants for just this situation.
While I was there I surveyed the land - all mere feet of it - and started to make plans for later. There's a brick border that could use some adjusting. The former owner of my apt. left bricks in our storage unit, which makes me wonder if they were the first to take care of this spot and my neighbor took over when they moved out. Either way the bricks currently there are loose enough that fixing the border should be easy. I'll do that come fall when I plant some bulbs for spring. As I rather enjoy the whole process, or at least the idea of it, I may ask if I can claim some more of the space near my porch for my own and have some fun with it. I like the aspect of what basically amounts to weetiny gardening. Especially if I have time to plan and prepare.
After that I treated myself to a pedicure, then it was laundry during which I napped on the couch. I awoke to find Mac curled up on me like a furry discus. He's rather determined to make sure I get my daily dose of purr therapy. It's part of the healing process, donchaknow.
Then it was dinner, which had the benefit of being easy enough to prepare I could've done it even if I was zombified. The tomatoes I got from the farmer's market were, ZOMG, so good. And luckily there's plenty of leftovers!
Shower and knitting in the evening, and now here I am, relaxing like a good girl.
Happily the dirt itself wasn't too hard to dig into, and it was but the work of moments to get the plants planted and watered and fertilized. In spite of my lifelong difficulty with estimating things, I actually managed to get the right amount of plants for just this situation.
While I was there I surveyed the land - all mere feet of it - and started to make plans for later. There's a brick border that could use some adjusting. The former owner of my apt. left bricks in our storage unit, which makes me wonder if they were the first to take care of this spot and my neighbor took over when they moved out. Either way the bricks currently there are loose enough that fixing the border should be easy. I'll do that come fall when I plant some bulbs for spring. As I rather enjoy the whole process, or at least the idea of it, I may ask if I can claim some more of the space near my porch for my own and have some fun with it. I like the aspect of what basically amounts to weetiny gardening. Especially if I have time to plan and prepare.
After that I treated myself to a pedicure, then it was laundry during which I napped on the couch. I awoke to find Mac curled up on me like a furry discus. He's rather determined to make sure I get my daily dose of purr therapy. It's part of the healing process, donchaknow.
Then it was dinner, which had the benefit of being easy enough to prepare I could've done it even if I was zombified. The tomatoes I got from the farmer's market were, ZOMG, so good. And luckily there's plenty of leftovers!
Shower and knitting in the evening, and now here I am, relaxing like a good girl.
