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[dragonlady7]

OK, having spent the day lifting heavy things, bending a lot, digging, pulling, pushing, carrying heavy things, and doing yet more lifting, I can kind of see why I feel like I've been beat up a bit. My arms are all scratched up, my hands and feet are the kind of dirty that one washing won't clean, and I'm probably sunburnt again, and it'll be a miracle if my lower back isn't embarrassingly burnt again since I spent basically the whole day bent double working on stuff.

But why do my lungs hurt??
Really? Really, lungs? What on earth is your excuse?

Hmph.


So I did another lasagna garden bed, slightly shorter than the other, to the north of it-- so there is 1 lawnmower width between the garage-side bed and this new one, and about two lawnmower-widths between this one and the other lasagna bed, and another lawnmower-width between that one and the fence.
I also worked extensively at digging out sod/weeds/crap from the garage-side bed, the one that used to be perennials and now is all overgrown. I took the sod, and the root systems of anything that looked like it might sprout again, and put it down in the low spots under where the new bed was going.
I also took up the composter, and spread out most of the mostly-finished compost that was inside it on the new bed.
I dug out some old papers I had left in the attic that I had been saving for accounting I no longer need to do, and soaked them and used them as the lowest level of the new bed. I figure, I don't need to dwell on that stuff anymore; let it grow vegetables. Good for me. It felt poetic.

Now all the piles of stuff that had collected in the driveway to be used in gardening have been used up, and it's much tidier.

Chita didn't eat that damn vole-- I'm not amused.

I also cleaned the oven, which I'd never done before, baked two loaves of bread, did three loads of laundry (and line-dried it all, which involved a lot of timing since I have such a short laundry line), and managed to squeeze in quite a bit of email correspondence as well.

Note that I didn't file my taxes. But I have all the math done! I just have to do it. Ick. Ick, ick. I am still considering just filling it in on paper. I really don't like doing it online.

Remi has just hopped up and is kneading my belly, so I can't see the screen. She is convinced she is the cutest thing ever. I don't actually find it cute when she kneads my belly fat like a cushion. But whatever.

Comments

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

You know the deadline was today, right? At least file an extension...

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

I am well aware that the deadline is tonight at midnight, which is why I filed them about 3 hours ago.

[mother2012.livejournal.com]

Good grief! How can you get that much done in a day?

Sounds very productive. You can be proud of yourself.

I filed taxes.

[mother2012.livejournal.com]

Do you owe, or get money back? If they owe you, it doesn't matter when you file. (I realize you probably know that, just want to, y'know, complete the information.)

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

I figured out yesterday that I was getting money back. I had planned to do them on paper, but then today remembered I had some interest on a bank account, and couldn't figure it out on the 1040, and then I remembered my student loan interest, so I said hell with it, and filed through one of the online services.

[dragonlady7.livejournal.com]

I do feel like I got a lot done today, actually. I'm trying to get things taken care of in case that job I applied for comes through next week-- if I don't have the garden beds prepared, I'll be pretty stuck when it's time to put the plants in the ground.

[kkatowll.livejournal.com]

HURRAY!
Thank god for the internet. :)