Writing

The days are flying by in a blur or activity.  I am refurbishing furniture, painting pictures, writing stories, and hauling wood.  There doesn't seem to be enough time in the day, most especially because the days are quite a bit shorter then they were.  I turn into this giant pumpkin of inactivity when it gets dark outside.  My brain seems to tell me that it is time to "shut er down" even when it's early.

Mind you I'm not complaining.  I may sound like it, but I'm not.  I love it all, even the dreaded wood hauling ass workout.  I could do this forever, and I hope that I can.  Well maybe not the wood hauling part.  I'd really like that to be finished so it will free up some more time in my life.  Each load takes me about 3 or 4 hours from start to finish, and that is a LOT of time in a short day.

Of course because of all this stuff I've been doing I've been neglecting other aspects of my life...kind of like this blog thing.  But this is another one of those "things I like" and am loath to give it up.  And because there is nothing to say that I have to, I won't.  Hopefully I will keep on bopping in here every once in awhile so my blogging skills don't completely go down the toilet.  (Funny that...what the hell are blogging skills?)

Today I ended up sleeping in because I was up until 2am last night.  I have no idea why.  But when I did get up I managed to put a couple things on Kijiji for sale, repaint the top of a coffee table, bake some cookies, and write part of a story for this weeks submission to Life As A Human.  It needs work...lots of work.

Speaking of needing work...I'd better scoot and finish it up.

Asshats and Other Furry Creatures

As anyone who has a cat will know that they are asshats without having being told that.  My cat is a super asshat, most especially in the middle of the night.  Some nights she jumps onto the bed with us and goes into her kneading mode until one of us wakes up and threatens to do her bodily harm, other nights she charges around the place going from window, to door, to window, to door, down stairs, upstairs, and all around, still other nights she hides under the bed and when I get up to go pee will jump out and attack my feet.  Like I said...asshat. 

Then she has the audacity to get sick and lie around looking poorly and make me worried.  I often ask myself how it is that me, Ms. Dog Person, has found herself in the position where a) I actually have a cat, and b) feel emotions towards it.  Life can be strange when you have small furry creatures around you. 

But the good news is that Karson is okay, she was just feeling under the weather from an over consumption of fur.  So all I have to do now is feed her fur ball reducing cat food, fur ball preventing brown goop that smells and looks like shit, and brush her. 

WTF?  Having a cat is a pain in the ass, I'd feed her to the dog but the dog doesn't want her.  I'd throw her in the lake in a gunny sack but then I'd feel all traumatized and cry.  Dam!  Being all empathetic and emotional is taking its toll on my psyche and doing bad things to my reputation as a hard ass. 

August...Quit Shittin Me...It can't be almost gone already....

As time seems not to want to slow down I am hurtling quickly to the end of August.  I've come millions of miles since my last entry and feel somewhat guilt ridden about not keeping in touch with billions of readers.  (Yeah, I almost wrote that with a straight face.)  Thankfully this month has been nice and has been making great strides towards keeping the summer from being a complete bust.  I'm loving the weather, it has been in the mid twenties with a humidity which is beyond tolerable.  So yay us. 

The big trauma in my life has been my computer...gulp.  My hard drive bit the big one and went to the big hard drive dump in the sky, taking with it all my information.  It was enough to put me over the edge and weep quietly in the corner.  I've had an offer from my most favouritest people to see if they can retrieve some of the information for me.  I jumped on that offer like a flea going from a twig to a dog's leg!  Now every time I even walk by something vaguely wood-like I knock on it.  I have also been promising the god of little creatures that I will be much more faithful in backing up my information.  I may also send him/her/it a sacrifice in the wind. 

Well time has caught up with me tonight and I must bid adeau. 

Days Fly...

I cannot believe how the days are flying by, seems like only yesterday that I was sitting at my blog writing and feeling that I would absolutely get back to writing in it on a regular basis.  But here I am weeks later and feeling like the last thing I want to do is sit and write on it.  Summer just seems to do that to me, it drains me of all the energy I have for the stuff I usually love to do.  And I cannot blame it on good weather because frankly, this summer has stunk to the high, we have had rain, rain, high humidity, cloudy skies, muggy air, and more rain.  At least today the sun seems to want to make a bit of an appearance. 

So before I go off to the road and another bug infested encounter while I run I thought I would sit and do some quick catch up.  Well perhaps not catch up but a little bit of actual writing stuff in random spurts until I run out of steam.  (Steam is something I have a whole lot of, thanks to warm wet weather. 

Yesterday I actually ran two kilometers...yay me.  The hound and I walked 6 and ran 2, it feels kind of nice, not having to expend a shit ton of time to the suffering part.  I am hoping by the time I do get my mileage up to a respectable point the weather will have cooled down enough to kill off all the flying critters that make life not so much fun in the bush.  The kidlet and I are planning on doing a five k on October 19th this year, which means I have a couple of months to ease into the five k distance.  I'm glad I didn't decide on a ten k, just looking at it from this side makes me tired...and feel my knees protesting too loud. 

Twenty years ago today my suddenly passed away.  Twenty years!  Wow, so hard to believe.  One second he was here, the next he wasn't, and now he's been gone for two decades.  Funny how in the beginning I didn't think much about him.  Every once in awhile I'd tell a story or two, but now, it seems like he is on my mind a lot.  Dad was quite a mix of good and bad, like most of us I guess.  He was a great story teller, but had the worst of the worst for health habits, drank too much, smoked too much, and ate pretty much everything he shouldn't.  And was proud of it.  His ashes are floating around his favourite hunting grounds now, at least I know he would have liked that.  Giving back to nature where he enjoyed being above all else. 

Heat Wave Central

Man oh man, we went from 16 degrees to 37 yesterday.  Today looks as if it will be around the same.  Yikes.  I have an 8k planned and I think it may be just a tad bit too hot for that.  Maybe I'll do a 6k and finish off with a dip in the lake.  Which by the way, is up over two feet.  Two feet!!!!!  Now that is what I call a lot of moisture. 

Hubby is out putting a new log splitter through its paces today.  A neighbour down the road purchased a new 20 ton splitter and has been keeping it here, he told hubby to go ahead and use it if he wants to.  So now I have been given instructions to start saving for a new log splitter for next spring.  Sigh...one of us needs to get a job. 

A New Day Dawns

Happy Canada Day to everyone from the rainy, rainy, rainy east coast.  Our lake is only up another six inches.  I'm starting to wonder if I will ever see the sun again.  :) 

Although I did have a rather enjoyable 8k in the drizzle this afternoon.  The Poop Brigade and parents just left to go and watch the fireworks in New Germany.  The only fireworks I want to see tonight is the excitement of brushing my teeth. 

Party...party...party!

Temperature Spike

Yesterday we went from cool, damp spring to boiling summer.  Luckily I managed to get the house cooled down over night, then locked down doors and windows to keep it in.  Seeing as it got up to +37C.  I even managed to get out for a walk, although after six kilometers I pretty much was done...like dinner. 

Today, we are back to normal, rain, and more of it.  Although the temperatures do not seem to want to drop too much.  So it is just muggy...and bug ridden.  Oh my walk should be sooooooo much fun.  Thank the FSM for my east coast burqua.