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High winds today. Not as bad as further south, but still very very gusty. It's been pretty windy the last few days, but also very warm - nearly 30C and we've only just hit the end of winter (by our definition).
I'm watching the trees in my front yard move alarmingly - an illawarra flame tree and a jacaranda. At least they're not the type to shed branches like the 'widowmaker' eucalypts we have in the area, which sometiems drop ginormous horizontal branches on whatever happens to be below them.
I wouldn't mind if the jacaranda blew over, except for the problem it would be in terms of mess to clean up at a time when I don't have time.
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I did a bunch of things over the weekend, mostly related to gardening things that I won't otherwise be able to do after Friday. Some sowing, some garden bed prep, some compost turning, some setting up of moveable chicken tunnels...
The thing that really needs setting up is the front watering system, because the summer is shaping up to be a hot one (if the current temps are any indication), and how much watering I'll be able to do in the next two weeks is up in the air. Dragging a hose or buckets around is probably not great for bodily integrity after abdominal surgery.
I did discover that one of the apricots flowers about a month after the others. The Tilton seems to flower in early September, while the Paterson and Unknown up the back flowers in August. That said, something is eating the Unknown Apricot flowers. Nibbling on the leaves and everything. So annoying!
But the tilton has a handful of flowers on it, which is exciting, but also a bit terrifying because someone pulled out and took a couple of plants that were in my garden on the street side. Pulled them out, roots and all, presumably for them to put in their own yard.
It's distressing and disturbing, because I'd have been happy to try to strike the plants so they could have some, but no. Pull the whole thing out! There were three of them growing along the fence, and they took the two smaller ones - probably because the third one was too large to try.
I'm tempted to stick some nettle plants in among the third one - or among any future plantings that I make along that stretch. *sigh* I mean, I did want to dig that stretch up (dig out some of the plants that are growing through and out to the other side, along with some weeds that are really sprouting everywhere and don't seem to stop), but also, I'm kind of grumpy. They were pretty flowers: African daisies, so bright and prolific and easy-growing. And I bought nine of them and only three survived because I didn't put them in the ground soon enough (dumbass me) and now I only have one plant left. LE SIGH.
I hate people who do that sort of thing.
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Slight diversion: I also hate people who ask a question and then slam at you when you answer it.
Someone wanted to know [paraphrased] "what have any Christians done this month that's actually Jesus-like, because I'm an atheist and I don't think they actually do anything community-wise", and I typed out what I'd done, then felt like it was showing off, so deleted it. I explained this to her, and said I regretted that the Christians in her area weren't being community minded. Her response was to lambast me for showing off when I could have just shut up instead of making it all about me [paraphrased].
Okay.
So I'm guessing it's one of those catch-22s. Can't argue, defend, or even opt out, and there is no acceptable answer 'because it comes from one of those people'. Damned if you do, because you're showing off and making it about you, but silence would simply confirm that they and their presumption is right.
Sounds kind of familiar in discourse terms, doesn't it?
Oh well. I tried to engage in good faith; which it seems the question was not asked in. Can't do much about that.
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Today is 'documentation day' where I try to compress the last four years of learning into a handful of documents for handover to my work replacement. We were supposed to meet at midday today in the city so she could pick up some hardware from the office and do some system handover, but the hardware has not arrived, and so she is waiting for the midday mail. If it has arrived in the midday mail, then I will go in to meet her and we will do a bit of handover.
If it does not...
Later this week, I guess.
Hopefully before Friday!
Ironically, some hardware arrived for me at the office of client-I-am-going-to, but I was not there to pick it up, and unfortunately they are not allowed to sign for it. GRARGH. So I don't know what's going to happen to it. Probably go back and they'll try to re-send it out again?
Post-midday update, one part of the hardware has not arrived so no trip in to the city today although the other has, so no trip into the city this afternoon. Instead, she'll pick up one part of it on Wednesday, and we've sett an appointment to meet and do handovers. Hopefully that will also give the second part of the delivery time to arrive...
--
Still so many things to do before Friday.
I have a number of parcels to post to a remote op shop charity, some of which have been waiting entirely too long to be sent. Also: food donation to local soup kitchen.
I'm also planning to get a haircut. I'm wondering about a super-short pixie cut (again) even though I don't think my face necessariy does well with one. Mostly because tossing one's hair out of the way while lying down requires abdominal control. Which...yeah, nah. It would be after work one day this week, probably in the city. Maybe tomorrow?
I've been getting all kinds of advice from friends this week about recovery, and I admit I'm a little bit worried. I've never been down for longer than a week, and that was COVID and I mostly felt absolutely crappy for a couple of days. I realise this is very privileged of me, to be fortunate enough to be born with good health, but it's a little daunting having never had to face anything like this before. I kind of wish it could be just "Surprise! You're going in tomorrow. Fast and don't fret!"
That would be so much easier, honestly.
Okay, post office to send mail, get some lunch, make some no-knead yeast bread. Keep documenting.
OOF.
Finally, damn Kamala. Now I want chocolate-caramel cake.
I'm watching the trees in my front yard move alarmingly - an illawarra flame tree and a jacaranda. At least they're not the type to shed branches like the 'widowmaker' eucalypts we have in the area, which sometiems drop ginormous horizontal branches on whatever happens to be below them.
I wouldn't mind if the jacaranda blew over, except for the problem it would be in terms of mess to clean up at a time when I don't have time.
--
I did a bunch of things over the weekend, mostly related to gardening things that I won't otherwise be able to do after Friday. Some sowing, some garden bed prep, some compost turning, some setting up of moveable chicken tunnels...
The thing that really needs setting up is the front watering system, because the summer is shaping up to be a hot one (if the current temps are any indication), and how much watering I'll be able to do in the next two weeks is up in the air. Dragging a hose or buckets around is probably not great for bodily integrity after abdominal surgery.
I did discover that one of the apricots flowers about a month after the others. The Tilton seems to flower in early September, while the Paterson and Unknown up the back flowers in August. That said, something is eating the Unknown Apricot flowers. Nibbling on the leaves and everything. So annoying!
But the tilton has a handful of flowers on it, which is exciting, but also a bit terrifying because someone pulled out and took a couple of plants that were in my garden on the street side. Pulled them out, roots and all, presumably for them to put in their own yard.
It's distressing and disturbing, because I'd have been happy to try to strike the plants so they could have some, but no. Pull the whole thing out! There were three of them growing along the fence, and they took the two smaller ones - probably because the third one was too large to try.
I'm tempted to stick some nettle plants in among the third one - or among any future plantings that I make along that stretch. *sigh* I mean, I did want to dig that stretch up (dig out some of the plants that are growing through and out to the other side, along with some weeds that are really sprouting everywhere and don't seem to stop), but also, I'm kind of grumpy. They were pretty flowers: African daisies, so bright and prolific and easy-growing. And I bought nine of them and only three survived because I didn't put them in the ground soon enough (dumbass me) and now I only have one plant left. LE SIGH.
I hate people who do that sort of thing.
--
Slight diversion: I also hate people who ask a question and then slam at you when you answer it.
Someone wanted to know [paraphrased] "what have any Christians done this month that's actually Jesus-like, because I'm an atheist and I don't think they actually do anything community-wise", and I typed out what I'd done, then felt like it was showing off, so deleted it. I explained this to her, and said I regretted that the Christians in her area weren't being community minded. Her response was to lambast me for showing off when I could have just shut up instead of making it all about me [paraphrased].
Okay.
So I'm guessing it's one of those catch-22s. Can't argue, defend, or even opt out, and there is no acceptable answer 'because it comes from one of those people'. Damned if you do, because you're showing off and making it about you, but silence would simply confirm that they and their presumption is right.
Sounds kind of familiar in discourse terms, doesn't it?
Oh well. I tried to engage in good faith; which it seems the question was not asked in. Can't do much about that.
--
Today is 'documentation day' where I try to compress the last four years of learning into a handful of documents for handover to my work replacement. We were supposed to meet at midday today in the city so she could pick up some hardware from the office and do some system handover, but the hardware has not arrived, and so she is waiting for the midday mail. If it has arrived in the midday mail, then I will go in to meet her and we will do a bit of handover.
If it does not...
Later this week, I guess.
Hopefully before Friday!
Ironically, some hardware arrived for me at the office of client-I-am-going-to, but I was not there to pick it up, and unfortunately they are not allowed to sign for it. GRARGH. So I don't know what's going to happen to it. Probably go back and they'll try to re-send it out again?
Post-midday update, one part of the hardware has not arrived so no trip in to the city today although the other has, so no trip into the city this afternoon. Instead, she'll pick up one part of it on Wednesday, and we've sett an appointment to meet and do handovers. Hopefully that will also give the second part of the delivery time to arrive...
--
Still so many things to do before Friday.
I have a number of parcels to post to a remote op shop charity, some of which have been waiting entirely too long to be sent. Also: food donation to local soup kitchen.
I'm also planning to get a haircut. I'm wondering about a super-short pixie cut (again) even though I don't think my face necessariy does well with one. Mostly because tossing one's hair out of the way while lying down requires abdominal control. Which...yeah, nah. It would be after work one day this week, probably in the city. Maybe tomorrow?
I've been getting all kinds of advice from friends this week about recovery, and I admit I'm a little bit worried. I've never been down for longer than a week, and that was COVID and I mostly felt absolutely crappy for a couple of days. I realise this is very privileged of me, to be fortunate enough to be born with good health, but it's a little daunting having never had to face anything like this before. I kind of wish it could be just "Surprise! You're going in tomorrow. Fast and don't fret!"
That would be so much easier, honestly.
Okay, post office to send mail, get some lunch, make some no-knead yeast bread. Keep documenting.
OOF.
Finally, damn Kamala. Now I want chocolate-caramel cake.
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30C is unreasonable any time of year.
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My street is lined with quite tall eucalyptus trees, and a rather large branch broke off on Friday. I saw a few smaller branches from other trees around the bend also fell. I thought maybe it was due to our rather dry monsoon season, but the branch in question was pretty leafy and green. Those trees drop branches every so often; I didn't know it was a characteristic. There are some quite tall eucalyptus trees, at least 50 years old, in my hometown, probably 3 times as tall as the ones here. If those are still standing, I guess these will too.
That person definitely will not be pleased with any answer they get.
I know 2 people who have had hysterectomies. Both managed to not have complications during recovery, and aside from a lot of not doing much, had smooth recoveries. I hope yours goes well.
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