The Secret...
Sep. 14th, 2009 05:00 pm...is that I'm actually a dad. A 50's dad.
I mean, aside from body-and-sex stuff, think about it. I love working outdoors, with my hands, and to be honest I'm not sure I could stand the... prissiness? PCness? Gingerliness? ...of an office work environment. I like to cook... when I feel like it... and the rest of the time I want someone to have something waiting for me. For recreation I putter in the garden and mow the grass. I want kids, but I don't want to stay home with them for multiple years. I love the feeling of being the breadwinner. When I come home from work, I want space and decompression time for a bit, then I want attention.
Come to think of it, who wouldn't want to be a 50s dad?
I spent some time yesterday and a bit of time today in the front yard. It's tolerable now. I hadn't touched it since I moved in. There were box hedges that needed clipping, buttercups everywhere, and a vacant veggie bed that a roommate had put in but not planted. Everything is planted now, some evergreens are shifted to the front ornamental bit, most of the weeding is done. I'm hoping we have a good warm indian summer so my greens get a good start on the winter.
Backyard is still a mess. Bleh. I'll deal with that some other day.
My rats love me. Knight keeps hurting himself, first the broken foot and now I think a bite/abcess. Vet time for that boy.
Got some more pairs of rats on the go. Seriously, who thought it would be so hard to make rats get pregnant? We must have put twenty pairs together this summer and got a total of seven babies from two litters. I mean, what?
Oh well. Updated the website, always good. Feeling a bit better; this weekend was all about throwing up for an unknown reason. Did some pickaxing today, which made me feel better emotionally, but my body could use some rest.
I mean, aside from body-and-sex stuff, think about it. I love working outdoors, with my hands, and to be honest I'm not sure I could stand the... prissiness? PCness? Gingerliness? ...of an office work environment. I like to cook... when I feel like it... and the rest of the time I want someone to have something waiting for me. For recreation I putter in the garden and mow the grass. I want kids, but I don't want to stay home with them for multiple years. I love the feeling of being the breadwinner. When I come home from work, I want space and decompression time for a bit, then I want attention.
Come to think of it, who wouldn't want to be a 50s dad?
I spent some time yesterday and a bit of time today in the front yard. It's tolerable now. I hadn't touched it since I moved in. There were box hedges that needed clipping, buttercups everywhere, and a vacant veggie bed that a roommate had put in but not planted. Everything is planted now, some evergreens are shifted to the front ornamental bit, most of the weeding is done. I'm hoping we have a good warm indian summer so my greens get a good start on the winter.
Backyard is still a mess. Bleh. I'll deal with that some other day.
My rats love me. Knight keeps hurting himself, first the broken foot and now I think a bite/abcess. Vet time for that boy.
Got some more pairs of rats on the go. Seriously, who thought it would be so hard to make rats get pregnant? We must have put twenty pairs together this summer and got a total of seven babies from two litters. I mean, what?
Oh well. Updated the website, always good. Feeling a bit better; this weekend was all about throwing up for an unknown reason. Did some pickaxing today, which made me feel better emotionally, but my body could use some rest.
Who you callin' prissy?
Date: 2009-09-15 05:30 pm (UTC)I need to clean up/divide the ornamentals and shift some, along with the blueberry bushes to the front. It'll happen - eventually.
Take care!
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Date: 2009-09-18 07:09 am (UTC)