The day, the day
Feb. 14th, 2011 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
daidoji_giseiI realize that in its current incarnation, Valentine's Day is designed to make me feel as inadequate as possible so that I go out out and spend money, but that does not make me feel less inadequate. If anything it makes me feel worse, because despite being bright enough to see the trick I am still taken in by it. I'm inadequate AND stupid!
Meanwhile, I have a life to live. Over the weekend I realized that this whole week was going to be warm (where warm is defined as "Over 30 degrees F"), which meant that I could take my coat in to get dry cleaned. Normally I don't worry about that until spring, but I have the Chicago trip coming up (memo to self: find apartment sitter) and I want my things to look a little nice. Using the vast power of the internet I discovered that there was a dry cleaner within a mile of my place so after work I took it in. In the interest of speed I took the bus part of the way there, but walked all the way back. It was a very pleasant walk, and when I go to pick my coat up I think I might walk both ways.
My dad called this evening while I was fixing dinner. He had gotten the card I sent and wanted to chat. That was pleasant; I generally only see him at Christmas so any time we talk is a gain. Sooner or later I need to steel myself and talk to him about wills and burial arrangements and all of the other things grown-up children need to talk to their 70-ish parents about, but it is so hard to start that conversation. Maybe it would help if I set myself a timetable, like "Do this by the end of Kotei season." I know Mom has a burial plot, because we talked about it once, but I should make her write everything down because in the event I doubt that I will be thinking clearly.
All of the snow is melting out of my garden. At this rate I will be able to go out Thursday and pull the last of the dead plants out and haul them back to my compost bin. Then I can start planning on where I want to plant things this spring. My sources insist that I can start planting hardy cool-season plants in March, and I want to be prepared. I need to inventory my seeds as well; I know I have a lot left over from last year but there are some things (like peas) that I need to get more of. Also, I need to find my garden notebook and figure out what broccoli I planted last year: whatever it was I was happy with it so I need more. In other exciting news I have learned that kohlrabi will work as a summer crop in Nebraska, so I need to make sure I have enough seed. (I am still having trouble crediting this, but if worse comes to worse I can pull it and eat the leaves, so I have decided it is worth a try.)
Meanwhile, I have a life to live. Over the weekend I realized that this whole week was going to be warm (where warm is defined as "Over 30 degrees F"), which meant that I could take my coat in to get dry cleaned. Normally I don't worry about that until spring, but I have the Chicago trip coming up (memo to self: find apartment sitter) and I want my things to look a little nice. Using the vast power of the internet I discovered that there was a dry cleaner within a mile of my place so after work I took it in. In the interest of speed I took the bus part of the way there, but walked all the way back. It was a very pleasant walk, and when I go to pick my coat up I think I might walk both ways.
My dad called this evening while I was fixing dinner. He had gotten the card I sent and wanted to chat. That was pleasant; I generally only see him at Christmas so any time we talk is a gain. Sooner or later I need to steel myself and talk to him about wills and burial arrangements and all of the other things grown-up children need to talk to their 70-ish parents about, but it is so hard to start that conversation. Maybe it would help if I set myself a timetable, like "Do this by the end of Kotei season." I know Mom has a burial plot, because we talked about it once, but I should make her write everything down because in the event I doubt that I will be thinking clearly.
All of the snow is melting out of my garden. At this rate I will be able to go out Thursday and pull the last of the dead plants out and haul them back to my compost bin. Then I can start planning on where I want to plant things this spring. My sources insist that I can start planting hardy cool-season plants in March, and I want to be prepared. I need to inventory my seeds as well; I know I have a lot left over from last year but there are some things (like peas) that I need to get more of. Also, I need to find my garden notebook and figure out what broccoli I planted last year: whatever it was I was happy with it so I need more. In other exciting news I have learned that kohlrabi will work as a summer crop in Nebraska, so I need to make sure I have enough seed. (I am still having trouble crediting this, but if worse comes to worse I can pull it and eat the leaves, so I have decided it is worth a try.)
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Date: 2011-02-15 04:18 am (UTC)I had to google kohlrabi and they look so interesting! I must investigate whether my supermarket carries them. I wouldn't be surprised if they do--there are frequently mysterious vegetables that are not in my repertoire because my mom never knew what to do with them either when she was in the States.