Wow
I am so beat it’s not even funny. It’s starting to catch up to me. I’ve been going non-stop every day and night for a week and a half now.
Every day I come home from work, can some veggies or prep some food stuffs, then I run to get some kind of dinner for us, drive 38 miles to go see my honey, (she should be coming home in a few days), visit and eat and have a few cigs, drive home and fall asleep exhausted. Weekends I work Saturday, go shopping after, come home and tend to the pool, then do the same routine in the evening.
This saturday I picked mass quantities of tomatoes to can. It was 95 degrees, the sun is blazing and I’m sweating my ass off. We picked 50 pounds of them. Today I finished re-arranging the kitchen, added a wire rack for storage and cleaned out a few cabinets. Then I hung a wall-mounted pot rack I found, I’ve been wanting one for ages. I hate that clanging when you’re pulling pots and pans out from under a cabinet! Cleaned off all the countertops too and organized everything. Then we blanched,skinned, sliced and jarred/processed 14 quarts of tomatoes. Then I dropped Danny back home, and went to see Grace.
I really should fold my laundry and put it away, just too tired. Have to go to sleep. I took a bunch of pictures, stuff I canned, a huge spider living on the porch, Danny at Orange County Choppers- standing in front of their bikes and also in front of the shop, and some other stuff; I’ll post them tomorrow, for now it’s sleepy time for me!
later…
