A lazy day? Listen, there might be a lazy moment or hour in the fall around here, but not a day. If I don’t have a video to edit, I have leaves to rake, run through the mulcher, and put on the raised garden beds. The garden beds also must be prepped, and next year’s garlic needs planting.
Over at the wood pile, I have a fifth of a cord that needs to be moved to the side porch – that’s the “February Storm Wood.” The February Storm Wood is a reserve store of wood set close to the house, so when we get a miserable blow in winter, I do not have to lug firewood in from the back of the lot. Right now, a conference is being held among the two cats to see which one gets to ride on my shoulders as I lug wood. Yes, that’s right. A supervisory cat likes to get on the first three or so trips to make sure I do it right: quality control.
After that, it’s to the greenhouse/workshop to carve. I have that quarterboard to finish carving and get varnished. After that, I need to find the wood for a carving of the clipper Dreadnaught; next on the project list.
This spring, when I had pneumonia and asthma, my reduced activity levels and fatigue tipped me off to being sick. Then, I had some dreadfully unproductive days. I wasn’t being lazy; I just couldn’t get going. It felt awful because, while I may not be an Energizer Bunny, I dislike inactivity. I can’t think of Carreras, who liked sitting about navel-gazing or being non-productive.
When do I feel like a day has been wasted? When circumstances prevent me from being productive and active. I have leisure time activities like playing the guitar and working on the model railroad ( under the guidance of supervisory cats, of course). I also spend time researching interests on the internet and writing, so I am occupied even when I am sitting.
Right now, the cats and dog are reminding me that I have to bring in firewood…we wouldn’t want the little darlings to miss lolling in front of the wood stove, would we?
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Keeping you in line sounds like a full-time job for the kitties. Poor babies!
I know they were soooo disappointed. I was supposed to be well trained by our previous cats.
Marcus and Princess should have everything they want…Marcus and Princess should have everything they want…Marcus and Princess should have everything they want…. UH-oh. I think I’ve been possessed.
Even Max has been processed.
Not surprising. Those are powerful felines.
Pets supervise everything, even helping by getting in the middle of it all.
You’re right! right in the middle of it!
At least you have supervision, Lou. There is no one here to push me when the malaise sets in. I’m like you in so many ways. I like to feel that sense of accomplishment at the end of each day but it has been harder and harder to get there. I’m too old to have this much to do and only 700 sq ft to do it in. Can’t leave things laying and there is nowhere for them to go. Sigh. I remember the stacking of winter wood. We just haven’t had one in quite some time. I did love it though. Just getting to the computer to read blogs has been hard so I’ve changed up my activities again. Pneumonia is not good. Don’t do that again! Once you slow down, it’s hard to start that engine again. I’m struggling more than I’d like too. But we rest and then try again. Making my bed is an Olympic event for me. I can get exercise points on my fit-bit for it.. 🙂 Stay too busy for the grim reaper to catch you. He’s slow. 🙂
You are correct that staying in one place makes it easier for the Reaper to find us. It just gets harder to move as fast or as well as ten years ago,
You are right, also, that I have lots of supervision. I imagine that one of those stray kittens would love to sleep nights on a warm comforter. But it might be a real trial to take care of without assistance. But company is nice. We took the two kittens because they were a bonded pair. But also we knew that we could afford the care needed to raise them and care for them. Lots of people can’t parent responsibly.
I know what you mean about not being able to leave stuff out. The workshop is 8 x 10, crammed, and hard to find anything in. Leave something out, and it gets covered with somethong else – which means it disappears for all practical purposes!
Wonderful, as always, to hear from you!
Animals know I’m a short timer so they don’t follow me home. 🙁 It would be unkind to them to start something I know I can’t finish. My mother’s dog never stopped missing her.