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daidoji_giseiLast week was busy and exciting, not necessarily at the same time.
Good stuff was I got a lot of things planted in my garden. After work on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I went out and planted for a few hours, with the result that I have seeds for arugula, two kinds of carrots, four kinds of radishes, spinach, turnips, three types of peas, lettuce, dandelion, two kinds of mustard, edible chrysanthemum, and kailun in the ground. I also moved two out of the four really annoying clumps of goldenrod that were sticking out in the middle of the garden and evicted lots and lots of lemon balm. Now I like lemon balm, don't get me wrong, but who in their right mind edges the border of a twenty-foot garden with a slightly invasive herb?
I also got to bake a lot of bread on Friday, in preparation for Easter. We did hot cross buns, challah dinner rolls and whole wheat dinner rolls and I didn't get to lunch until almost two in the afternoon but it was so worth it.
This somewhat made up for the fact that Wednesday was inventory day. Inventory isn't difficult, but it is tedious and the fact that I have to stand in the cooler and count all of our cookie backstock doesn't help much.
Thursday was made interesting by the fact that Lincoln (and all surrounding counties) had essentially no phone service. A switch (and its backup replacement) at the downtown switching station failed, with the result that you could call within your geographic zone (as defined by the phone company), but you could not call into another zone. In case you are wondering, this kind of thing completely disables the 911 emergency service. Watching the relevant officials come up with work-arounds for this was kind of interesting, in an abstract sense.
Saturday was a lot of shopping for Easter dinner, and getting all of my sheets washed. In the process of folding said sheets I noticed that my favorite set is now getting somewhat thin, so I need to start thinking about getting new ones. I suppose I can't complain; that set is at least 15 years old. Replacing them means another wrestling match between my ideals and my practicality: I support the idea of buying local, but Lincoln's wretched excuse for a public transit system makes shopping over the internet the better deal in both time and money.
So, that was my week.
Good stuff was I got a lot of things planted in my garden. After work on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I went out and planted for a few hours, with the result that I have seeds for arugula, two kinds of carrots, four kinds of radishes, spinach, turnips, three types of peas, lettuce, dandelion, two kinds of mustard, edible chrysanthemum, and kailun in the ground. I also moved two out of the four really annoying clumps of goldenrod that were sticking out in the middle of the garden and evicted lots and lots of lemon balm. Now I like lemon balm, don't get me wrong, but who in their right mind edges the border of a twenty-foot garden with a slightly invasive herb?
I also got to bake a lot of bread on Friday, in preparation for Easter. We did hot cross buns, challah dinner rolls and whole wheat dinner rolls and I didn't get to lunch until almost two in the afternoon but it was so worth it.
This somewhat made up for the fact that Wednesday was inventory day. Inventory isn't difficult, but it is tedious and the fact that I have to stand in the cooler and count all of our cookie backstock doesn't help much.
Thursday was made interesting by the fact that Lincoln (and all surrounding counties) had essentially no phone service. A switch (and its backup replacement) at the downtown switching station failed, with the result that you could call within your geographic zone (as defined by the phone company), but you could not call into another zone. In case you are wondering, this kind of thing completely disables the 911 emergency service. Watching the relevant officials come up with work-arounds for this was kind of interesting, in an abstract sense.
Saturday was a lot of shopping for Easter dinner, and getting all of my sheets washed. In the process of folding said sheets I noticed that my favorite set is now getting somewhat thin, so I need to start thinking about getting new ones. I suppose I can't complain; that set is at least 15 years old. Replacing them means another wrestling match between my ideals and my practicality: I support the idea of buying local, but Lincoln's wretched excuse for a public transit system makes shopping over the internet the better deal in both time and money.
So, that was my week.
