I am never going to be a regular blogger, I might as well just admit it and be done.
Now that’s out of the way…
A lot of people like to say they’ve been busy when they’ve been absent from something for a while, and maybe they have been, I don’t know their lives. I do know that usually when I say, “I’ve been so busy,” it means I’ve been binge-watching Grace and Frankie, avoiding anything that might require me to put on pants, and staring off into space while I contemplate what the color blue might taste like. However, recently… Okay, that’s exactly what I’ve been doing. Not gonna lie.
There are so many things that need to be done, but I haven’t felt motivated.
Fitbits are really great for monitoring your activities. We bought one for my sister two Christmases ago and had to get a couple for ourselves soon after. I thought it would be motivational to track my steps and meet the default daily goal of 10,000. Instead, I’ve lowered the daily goal, which I still regularly fail to reach, and almost exclusively use it to depress myself with monitoring my sleep.
The picture at the top of this post is a cropping of my sleep report screen. If you don’t own a Fitbit: dark blue is sleeping, light blue is restless, hot pink is awake. This is how almost all my sleep reports look. It’s a miracle I have the stamina to get out of bed to pee. Anything beyond that is just icing on the cake. I actually don’t like icing on cake, so that’s incorrect, but I can’t expect anyone to know what “anything else is just chips on the ice cream” means.
- The shed has been cleared of all rubbish, a new floor has been put down to make cleaning up a little easier, and new half walls have been installed. No roosts or nesting boxes yet. The outside run hasn’t even been started. At this rate we’ll have chickens three years from now.
- A riding lawn mower has been purchased, and used, which cut yard work down from three days to one. It also cut Brian’s steps down from 30,000+ to a beatable number.
What’s Not Done
- So much: Painting, chopping, planting, constructing.
At the end of this month we’ll be taking our planned annual vacation. Rather than spend a week camping down in Ten Sleep, we’ve decided to tromp around Montana, exploring ghost towns. I even purchased a map of them, assembled by Jolene Ewert-Hintz, which I am excited about. So serious are we about this exploration trip that I’ve scheduled us both for a tetanus booster. That’s commitment there, folks, because I’m definitely going to have to wear pants to CVS.
Remaining in Montana might also give us a chance to complete some of the tasks on the list, assuming I’ve run out of Grace and Frankie episodes by then.
Running With The Wolves