i’m an accessory that suits your new suede boots
the problem with working full time is that all you do is work full time and you have nothing else to talk about except for work and you’re too tired to do anything but go to work and then go home and get ready for the next day of work. too much work.
two weeks of full-time to go. i miss wednesdays, as much of an aimless emotional minefield covered in mushed up foodstuffs experience they tend to be.
this weekend we start work on the garden. it’s a drew dad sunday so we may just get some stuff done. i’m thinking of lemon trees in pots, and pavers in the sun.
last weekend we wandered around CERES for a little while, while the wind blew us around. so inspiring. inspiring enough to invest in a proper composting bin and a worm farm and think about sustainable plant options for the backyard. and showering with a bucket.
i have a dream that one day we’ll live on a few acres in a nearly self-sustainable house. is this even possible? i’ve started reading about solar panels. i draw the line at composting toilets. chooks would be nice too. as nice as chooks can be.
nobody interrupt this dream with the hard work reality.
