The previous tenants had an RV that they parked in the yard, it killed all the grass, and left a wasteland. This spring, giant horse lettuces and thistles took over the spot. I didn't take a before picture of this for you so you can see what this was like, but. Let me tell ya - she was full.
We put out the 2 raised beds, which, by the way, are making great progress. But the rest of the area, oh my goodness. Doug has hit it with roundup, Geoff mowed it, and finally I got so sick of these shitty things that I decided to pull them up. Weed that shit.
Now, I hate weeding. Absolutely hate it. But I was in a rather determined mood. Doug was napping, and I just put on the headphones, cranked up the Decemberists, and had at it.
It took me 90 minutes to get this far. I had picked up gloves at ACE hardware, and I'm very very glad I did. Even with the gloves, i got a nasty blister on my palm, and on my thumb, and somehow managed to cut the back of my middle finger, all on my right hand. If I didn't have these dumb cheap gloves, I probably would have given up after a few minutes.
This, dear hearts, was hard. These stupid things have deep ass roots, and they network together. I bent my trowel and after 90 minutes I said "why am I sitting on the ground using my trowel! I should get a shovel!"
But the shovel was not helpful. The ground was too hard. And at that point I was too over it. I'm standing up, no longer on the ground, I'm out of here.
Honestly, this kind of task needs professional skills. Some dudes would have had that whole big ass rectangle cleared in a half hour.
But I did the level set best a girl could do. And I got filthy doing it. Sometimes that's the fun part.
Doug was on the treadmill when I came back inside, I sat on the porch drinking as much water as I could. He took a shower and headed to the market. While he was in the shower, I hit the treadmill, I think it was 15 minutes. I just knew that I had a lot of movement and activity but not a lot of actual steps all day. The 15 minute effort got me well into the 10k point well before bedtime.
And then I showered.
And it was a great shower. You know the feeling when you are just so dirty, and stinky, and just have dirt all under your finger nails. Scrubbing your skin and watching all the brown head down the drain. I laughed because yesterday I cleaned the shower so I ended up having to do it again. No worries. Clean showers rock.
Doug went to Aldi to get things Geoff forgot to get (and, also forgot to get a couple things Geoff forgot!) and made dinner. After dinner, I went out and sowed wildflower seeds, I mixed up a bunch of potting soil and two packets of seeds, and just threw them all over the cleared area. I poured 3 full watering cans of water on them. I said a blessing.
Go little seeds, go!
The packets say 43 days to sprouting which is a long time. I probably should have done this a month or so ago.
But that's chaos gardening by Chris. It's been a while since we've been able to do any sort of gardening, chaotic or orderly. When we owned the house that we lost to the bank, we had a giant semi-circle in the driveway and Doug would order bags of wildflower seeds and just go out and huck'em into the island. Minimal work prepping the ground, maybe a hoe, some raking away of the pine needles. Expose the dirt and give her seeds. I feel like I need more seeds. Like do it the total Doug way from the island. He called it Darwinnian Gardening. Throw out seeds and let's see who makes it!
While I was sowing the seeds he was mixing up a concoction. Green drinks are also the best drinks.
Tomorrow, I have to go to the office. I'm already exhausted from even just thinking about it. Doug also has to go to his office but he's leaving at 8am because traffic. I'm going to leave around 11, drive to S's house, park my car and walk to the metro from her place. It is a little over a mile walk, so hey, I'll get my steps in! I'm staying at a hotel near the office, and will be there until Thursday when I check out. I already miss my dog. And the maker of green or blue or pink drinks.
Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. did a treadmill run, about a mile. Phone is upstairs so I'll edit for accuracy later. 10k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
9:00am: 112
4:30pm: 112
10:15pm: 119
food & meds:
9am: jardiance + phentermine
11:30am: potato roll w/roast beef & 2 slices of colby jack
1pm: met+glip
6:45pm: one piece of french bread pizza w/pepperoni & mushroom
7:30pm: met+glip
some sort of green cocktail concoction by Doug
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