Yesterday’s Sand Springs Leader included a special section on homebuilding that features a thorough article about life here at the House of the Lifted Lorax, where sustainability reigns supreme. The article isn’t online, but if you happen to be in Sand Springs in the next couple of days, the paper is available on newsstands. (And if you happen to be my mom, yes, I picked up an extra copy for you this evening.) I particularly liked the lead, which gives a spot-on description of my compost pile and my backyard.
Speaking of compost, I turned it this evening after work, and it’s really broken down nicely. We timed it just about right: By the time the tomatoes go into the ground in a couple of weeks, we’ll have finished compost to put in the postholes, which should give them a boost.
Gotta run. I have one more ad to scan before I start working on the Trip Guide layout. I’m debating the merits of going to bed early tonight and just hitting the Trip Guide work hard tomorrow, as I had only three hours of sleep last night and am pretty wiped out, but we’ll see….
If you happen to be in the middle of a giant project, and you happen to be sick of looking at it, and you happen to be in the mood to procrastinate, I highly recommend this link. It updates hourly, so you have lots of excuses to take breaks, with enough time in between to accomplish something useful….
Speaking of accomplishing something useful, I’ve organized my workspace, calculated the page count to within four pages, and processed 92 ads for the Trip Guide (49 of them tonight), which means I have 32 to go before I can start the actual design work. All that, and I even had time to grab dinner (a chicken club from Rib Crib) with Ron a little while ago. Go, me!
Folders full of ads: Check.
Hardcore punk playlist: Check.
Coffeemaker and plenty of gourmet decaf: Check.
That’s right, kids … I’m laying out the Trip Guide this week. And from the looks of things, it’s going to be enormous. If you don’t hear from me by Saturday, send a search party….
I volunteered in the Reading Room from 10 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. this morning, then drove over to Stroud to work a very busy shift at the Rock Cafe from 2:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m. I should get to work on the Trip Guide ads now, but I think what I’m going to do instead is take a shower to wash off seven hours’ worth of hamburger grease, suck down a Slim-Fast, and curl up with the Lesson for a few minutes before I crash. I’ll tackle the Trip Guide tomorrow after church….
10 goals for this weekend, just to keep me honest:
1. Clean gerbil cage (tonight)
2. Clean hamster cage (tonight)
3. Work a shift in the Reading Room (tomorrow morning)
4. Work a shift at the Rock (tomorrow afternoon/evening)
5. Empty the box I brought home from the Community World office (tomorrow evening)
6. Read a Journal (tonight)
7. Plant cauliflower and Brussels sprouts (tomorrow morning)
8. Eat something that isn’t junk (tomorrow afternoon)
9. Prepare two packets of Trip Guide ads for publication (Sunday afternoon)
10. Dummy this year’s Trip Guide (Sunday evening)
“If it were not for what the human mind says of the body, the body, like the inanimate wheel, would never be weary. The consciousness of Truth rests us more than hours of repose in unconsciousness.”
— Mary Baker Eddy
I’ve quoted this passage before — and not that long ago — but I really need it today.
My bosses were all out of town, and I’d put in some extra hours working on Main Street stuff last night, so I came home from work early today for the express purpose of having time to read for a little while, work on the Trip Guide ads for a little while, and work on my 101 Things list for a little while.
I went to Lee’s Feed and bought a hummingbird feeder for my office window (#29). I’ve also crossed off #27 (keep the living room presentable), #32 (do two articles or photo packages a month for work), and #73 (research Webcams for the garden, which I’ve determined aren’t feasible at the moment).
I assembled the feeder, mixed up some sugar syrup for it, and went to take a nap at 4 p.m. Four hours later, I woke up — and I use the phrase loosely — with no sense of what time it was and only the foggiest grasp of where I was.
I’m pretty fed up with this nonsense. I am doing honest work, and there is no reason I should be hampered by a false sense of exhaustion as a penalty for accomplishing things. I want some of that “consciousness of Truth” that Mrs. Eddy is talking about, and I want it now. Maybe I’ll find it at the Reading Room tomorrow.
I needed to feel useful tonight, so I crossed No. 84 — clean out the cabinet under the bathroom sink — off my 101 Things list.
I also read the latest Sentinel, baked a quiche, made some refried beans, and Photoshopped a boatload of pictures that I shot this afternoon for work. I’m doing a really fun project that involves printing out copies of historic photos of Red Fork back in the ’40s and ’50s, standing in the same spot where the photographer stood, and shooting pictures of the same places as they look now. The concept has been done over and over (perhaps most notably by Russell Olsen, who has put together two great books full of beautiful then-and-now images from along Route 66), but it’s still fun to do, and I think people around here will enjoy looking at the neighborhood and seeing how it’s changed over the years.
The weather was beautiful — with temperatures in the 80s — and the sky was a dazzling shade of blue, so while I was out with the camera, I took some extra pictures to use as stock photos. I posted two of the more colorful images on the RedFork Main Street blog. Go take a look — I think they’re very pretty and springy. I’ll probably put up several more images over the next few days, including some “whatsit” photos.