Yep, the confusion continues. Dirt and I have lounged this morning, coffee in bed, yum. Now for a quick breakfast and then off to the hardware store for supplies. A four day weekend of projects ahead. As a family we are trying very hard to finish up projects before we start new ones but sometimes that just isn’t feasible.
The porch project started because of the cold air whisking in and my finding more of Fluffy Joe’s hair and lovely doggy scent under my bed (a few feet away from the outside door that he sleeps at) than on the actual porch, okay, not really but far more than should. But then the project was slowed down because of unpredicted weather changes. We’ve got that settled with a tarp covering the porch residents (non-living ones) but then in spite of my best efforts to keep us on task, Dirt’s attention has been pulled away by scofflaws that want to park in our driveways to sort out their drugs or smooch or….
So he will be working on a gate for our shared driveway, and he seems to be way more excited about building a big huge steel gate rather than my girly project of painting and building a coat and hat rack. I find no offense, I’m thirty years used to him not preferring my projects and wandering off to do something more guy like.
I’m going to join him for his hardware store run because if I’m going to do the rest of the porch project I need to buy some stuff to get me to the finish line. A sander specifically, maybe an electric wire brush and of course some insignificant paint supplies that I keep forgetting.
I do believe the weather will be cooperative. It looks gorgeous outside right now and I just saw my first robin, of course I immediately thought of Farside.
I’ve noticed that my birding muscles have atrophied a bit lately, a bit lazy and content with just noticing them out my bedroom window, not really watching watching. Though I did spend sometime watching some Widgeons on the pond day before yesterday. I think I might take a minute to refill feeders this morning. The birds have lots to eat around here, there are quite a few untouched seed heads and berries, but I get it, we stopped at a restaurant on our way home the other day. Sometimes it is just easier to have someone put the food together and serve you rather than going and getting it yourself.
That’s the plan, for now for the day. Well that and the late arriving peas are going to soak, and I will be spending some time in the Hippy Hot Hut in spite of wanting to get the porch done. That seems to be the biggest issue with projects around here, pretty hard to just concentrate on one thing at a time. And just when Dirt begins to sink his teeth in his favorite project I’m sure that will cause mass lamb drop out in the pasture.