Woe is me, woe is me

I know I haven't been writing much. There's a good reason for that. I just don't know what it is.

Went up to camp again this weekend. As it was 90 plus and humid, this wasn't what I would call an optional trip. It was a good weekend, lots of floating, reading, and some beers mixed in. (FYI, Goody, reading is when you move a book in front of your eyes while interpreting the data. Just didn't want to leave you out.) Also mixed in some productivity yesterday when Z came up. He had cut a piece of granite for us, so we installed that in the bathroom. Looks pretty sweet, so the gf and I were psyched. Fur face? Not as psyched. Tonight I plan to finally finish prepping the office/second bedroom and get to the painting. More likely, I will go home from work and take a nappy nap, wake up, eat, and go back to sweat/sleep.

I wish I was still at camp.

Restful? Not so much.

Productive? More or less.

We needed a productive weekend around the house I suppose. Between my class, Anna teaching summer school, and weekends up at camp, it had been some time since we had actually accomplished anything at camp. Fortunately, I had left my lawn mower up at camp the last time we were there, so I didn't have to worry about mowing.

Friday was our friend Jason's birthday, so we went out to the pub for some eats and a few beers. Let's just say productivity didn't ensue immediately. Since we had already hit up Target, Home Depot, and Parks Hardware to pick up supplies right after work, I was ok with a brief pause in productivity.

Sat. Morning, we woke up fairly early and got to work cleaning the downstairs. After cleaning the kitchen, we took back bottles from the last few weekends at camp. Not a pretty sight. Why is it then whenever you're returning an embarrassing amount of alcohol to the redemption center that there is always a small impressionable child there looking at you accusingly? Or does this just happen to me? Whatever. After this, went home and got to work in the garden. So far, the garden is only in OK shape. Since Anna is working this summer, we're not putting quite the same level of attention in. Still, it's not in bad shape. We have some cukes, beans, peppers, carrots, lettuce, jalapeno's, onions, garlic, potatoes, thyme, rosemary, and basil. Oh, we also have a small tomato plant, which is a big change from last year's gargantuan 10 tomato plants.

Anyways, we spent some time in the garden, building a third raised bed, planting more carrots, and mounding the potatoes. While the gf was planting carrots, I turned over the compost. 15 gallons of sweat later, we stopped for lunch.

Post-lunch, we attacked my office. We had tentative plans to paint Saturday, but there was simply too much prep work. Gave cleaning a shot, so that we were at least close to the point where we had the room to paint. Then we had to face a tough decision. The back left corner of the office was in rough shape. The tape under the paint had been poorly applied, so it was all bubbled and bad looking. Option 1: scrape the fuck out of it, re-mud. Option 2: paint over it, pretend like we never saw it, get room done. We sat there and pondered for a bit, but in the end went with re-mudding. So... another trip to Park's.

The label on the spackle says quick drying, 30 minutes max. My ass. I tried sanding about 3 hours after application, and it was most certainly not dry.

So, on to another form of productivity: cold beers and lawn chairs in the yard.


Woke up Sunday morning, gave the mud a good sanding. Definitely still some rough spots, but at least the wall looks like a wall. Put another thin coat on, and left to go to Anna's grandmother's b'day party.

Doesn't sound like much maybe, but that was one tiring ass weekend. Next weekend: back at camp.