Monday, August 31, 2015

High life


This took a shocking amount of mental ability from me. For some reason I just had a block and had to think through this over and over and over and over.  It was so much easier than I thought it would be. I know this lesson - the hardest part is starting... The hardest cut is the first.  But we now (drumroll) have ended the camping phase.  We have a sink that no longer has bucket under it. We have a washing machine. Sure, we still shower in the apple tree, but that is by choice and by the grace of God.  It probably should have some sort of wall, however... But that is a project for a later date.

I am really tired. Once again I worked kind of furiously on the weekend only to do a stream sampling field trip today. Tomorrow I must have sub plans ready for the coast trip... Which was awfully stressful in its own right - but seems to be ok now ...36 hours before departure.  Perhaps I can unplug a bit on the trip... While I manage 63 people:). Gawd.

I did walk through the pasture and then through the creek (because the log was too slippery) and bombed the creeper trail in the dark to school this morning on the cross bike I created... All from old parts except the frame ... Which I bought for two six packs of IPA.

I have a lot of poems to publish but they are all either too sad or bitter.  The beach.  I need the beach.

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Really? Busy.

I just need to write this to remember.  I am pretty exhausted.  So we moved in to our new place and even worse, we moved out of our old place and had to get it ready for renters.  Our deadline was August 1 - we made it but really just barely.  Juuust in time for school to start.  So right from working like mad to "finish" the house and move out to work days at school (lot of fun analyzing faulty data.. but it was back at my old school - room 507 - a tad difficult)  while trying to throw together the coast trip to getting ready for the first day of school.  That got me to Friday.  When I left Friday, I had a flat front tire.  It was raining.  Hard.  I pumped up a bit and took off to the grocery store and bank. After, I noticed that I still had some air, so I pumped it up at the gas station and took off.  I stopped at Straight Branch to check and pump up again.  It still had some.  So off I went.  I kept looking down at it to see.  Then around Beartree, it felt very flat.  It was pouring rain.  I looked down and the tire rolled out sideways and next thing I know I am sliding down Hwy 58 watching my bike slide in front of me.  I wasn't going very fast so I really didn't get hurt at all.  I was running toward the bike before it stopped sliding.  I got it up and turned around and limped it to a pull-over.  Still pouring rain.  That's when Bonnie T from my work drove up and asked if I needed a ride:)  She was the only car that came past.  That takes me to today - Ash went to Glade to do the town yard sale (perfect timing) while I dug post holes for the goat fence... through rock.  It was some of the worst digging I've done and I am no virgin.  I was flat out exhausted at 5 when I came in to a phone call from Ash saying that the truck blew a radiator hose.  So down the mountain I go again and after an hour of wrangling, got it fixed (awfully nice that it happened right near the auto parts store).  What will tomorrow bring?  I am seriously tired from the last 2 months.  Am I really depending on school to be a break?  The irony.