Deck chairs on the titanic

Getting away to the coast for a couple days. Definitely, every time I leave, I do several days' work in one day and then spend the first while super tired. Well, not every time, but often.

This time the first frost fell across my trip. I pulled in all the non-greenhouse tomatoes to ripen, and all the beans. Canned some tomatoes, pickled the beans. The cabbages and kale and grains will all be fine, and the greenhouse tomatoes should (?) be fine but also have a fine crop of slugs. I should run a duck through there, except, well, frost and I'm gone anyhow.

Anyhow, I was up with the canner until 1am, then up to do chores before my ride into town at 4am. Got into it with Tucker about living situation stuff - the discussion has been outstanding for awhile and there's just no good time - and that went somewhere between badly and better than one might expect for that time of night. He may not be able to stay in the relationship in the way I need. It was a hard night, though I'm super glad to have had the canning going. Sometimes I just need that feeling of accomplishing some concrete task.

We'll see what comes of everything. It would be just like my life to hand me a double breakup with my employment thing happening and I will certainly live through whatever happens, but I'd really rather not. I like my people quite a bit.

I can't wait to get home and snuggle Avallu and the piglets and I'm barely even at the airport. Hopefully the Mysteries have something to offer me this year (they tend to).

Deck chairs on the titanic

Getting away to the coast for a couple days. Definitely, every time I leave, I do several days' work in one day and then spend the first while super tired. Well, not every time, but often.

This time the first frost fell across my trip. I pulled in all the non-greenhouse tomatoes to ripen, and all the beans. Canned some tomatoes, pickled the beans. The cabbages and kale and grains will all be fine, and the greenhouse tomatoes should (?) be fine but also have a fine crop of slugs. I should run a duck through there, except, well, frost and I'm gone anyhow.

Anyhow, I was up with the canner until 1am, then up to do chores before my ride into town at 4am. Got into it with Tucker about living situation stuff - the discussion has been outstanding for awhile and there's just no good time - and that went somewhere between badly and better than one might expect for that time of night. He may not be able to stay in the relationship in the way I need. It was a hard night, though I'm super glad to have had the canning going. Sometimes I just need that feeling of accomplishing some concrete task.

We'll see what comes of everything. It would be just like my life to hand me a double breakup with my employment thing happening and I will certainly live through whatever happens, but I'd really rather not. I like my people quite a bit.

I can't wait to get home and snuggle Avallu and the piglets and I'm barely even at the airport. Hopefully the Mysteries have something to offer me this year (they tend to).