…tonight for the first time in three months full of hot, hot, hot Hades like weather. It is not that I am opposed to heat in the general sense, but three months of sweat dripping down the back sort of weather just seems a bit excessive in my neck of the woods. And, I’m not talking sweat dripping down the back at high noon after jogging up a hill, but rather the whole sweat dripping thing starting as early as six AM when one is very calmly watering raised garden beds and neglecting the in ground corn.
Needless to say, the need for a sweater when taking the pug out for a walk after dark was slightly shocking. It shouldn’t have been. The local store is already moving past back to school pushing and has started to break out the Halloween costumes. Two rounders of plastic smelling semi-padded foamy constructions were sitting right next to the soon to be clearanced priced back to school goods today when I went back to see if the foot roller I didn’t buy on Thursday even though it was on the clearance table for an extra 40% off was still there. (It was, and it was 60% off. Waiting pays off at times.). The problem with going back into the store was that, instead of just buying the discounted foot rolly thing, I filled my cart with socks at an extra 70% off, a pair of pants for mom to try also at an extra 70% off already clearanced prices, four pairs of door buster scissors, and four packs of door buster glue sticks at one dollar each. Did I mention I found a job?
I started back to school last week. I am only teaching two classes, but that should give me time for both gardening and hanging out with mom. There’s really no point in taking a job that would prohibit the spending of time with mom since she is the whole reason I am back here and not earning double overseas. She’s worth it though. Remarkably enough, so is the garden. The garden was a good start last spring. Now, I am glad to be back to work as the whole year off between China and working again depleted any savings I had and helped contribute to my highly grumpy status.
I suppose, then, that one step a person could take to get rid of grump and get all graditudinous would be to find work that makes one feel useful in the world. Teaching may not be that sort of job for me, but at least it is better than some of the other options I considered this year. Although I have done everything from cackling in a haunted house, to cleaning slides, to serving bagels, to selling clothes, to tutoring, to temp work, to teaching college, no matter what I applied for this year seemed to make any sense. For someone who has been working since the age of ten (my first babysitting jobs), being out of work even by choice was pretty soul sucking. As evidenced by my need to start this whole blog thing promising a guide to gratitude. I’m still really sorry that I don’t have much of a guide to anything to offer.
Actually, if anyone s interested, I could totally create a guide about single stemming tomatoes based on what I learned this year. Who knew such a thing could be so life changing? And this fall gardening thing. On my kitchen table I have over 30 plants in the brassica family ready to head outside in a week or so. Now, at the start of this summer, I had no idea that brassica was even a word. Nonetheless that the brassica family wasn’t some strange new sitcom trying to take over the world! I have purple broccoli, purple and white kohlrabi, bok choi, cabbage…and maybe something else which I do not remember since my bedtime has had to undergo a most serious adjustment in the past week. I’m great at powering through a teaching day when tired if I need to, but a week full of meetings? That is a whole different story. A story that is not worth telling at the moment when I would rather show you photos of flowers from the garden.
I hope your leap into fall is going well out there. The spiders here are building their webs on the ground. According to the mother of a student, this means that it will be a hard winter. While I am enjoying my first sweater night in ages, a hard winter in the valley is not something to which I look forward. Power outages when one is on a septic system can be quite the serious problem! (That is probably far too much information.)
Hey, forget power outages in snow seasons and instead take a look at some photos of life in the fall garden. The tomatoes, cucumbers, some lettuces, some radishes, some carrots, the zucchini, the chives, and the poor spindly corn from the summer garden are still in swing, but there are signs they are winding down enough for me to pull them out and pop in the brassicas next week or so.
I’m just someone trying to figure out how to juggle ten acres, work, a mama with stage four cancer, and a whole lot of grumpy. This blog started out as “Grumpy Gal’s Guide to Gratitude,” but since all I really keep typing about is the garden, I figured I might as well own it! So, thanks for joining me as I try and figure out how the heck to kick myself in the booty and get on with life.