Combat Work Avoidance
Oct. 9th, 2006 01:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancinghorseI should be outside changing Pooka's bandage. So of course I'm sitting here having a small attack of Don' Wanna. Mostly having to do with having spent the morning doing the annual fall cleaning of the storage shed, followed by much clearing away of detritus from the Great Office Revamp. One wants to go thud now, in a smallish way, except there are water barrels to clean and fill, horses to feed, and aforesaid bandage to change. Followed by, like, you know, work that pays for all of this lapping luxury.
The office is still in need of curtains (on order, should arrive midweek), and pictures need to be hung. That will get done later this week. Then there will be Photos. At the moment it's too not-quite-there for prime time. However it is very comfortable at last. The seldom-used desktop computer and the huge, slow, but much admired and still soldiering on Laserjet II are boxed and ready to take to the donation center, where they will clean them up and pass them on to someone who needs a free system. That's tomorrow. Then onward to various forms of yardwork and a bit more house stuff before TL arrives next week.
On Saturday I took a day off and went with the parentals to Willcox, picked apples and had lunch at the Desert Rose Cafe and generally avoided work. And that was good. I do like the drive up there through Texas Canyon to the high grassland; the thunder was walking but the sun was mostly out, and it was unusually warm for those parts at this time of year.
Sunday was all about making up for lost work time, and watching the storms circle the valley. In the evening I managed to longe mares, work da Pook in hand, and even get Camilla out for quick walkies until the lightning sent us both diving for cover, The sky was blue-black and laced with bolts; while I was feeding the troops, we had a rather decent downpour. There was more lightning as the evening went on, and peals of thunder--all in all, a rather exciting night. Today is brewing more of same; there's been a supercell over the Catalinas, 20 miles north of here, and much severity out that way, though it's been sunny, blustery, and not very warm here. I do believe our annual fall cooldown has begun. Good fall-cleaning weather, though a bit exciting to ride much of anybody but Capria and, if he were ridable, Pooka.
And now I must go out and change that bandage.
The office is still in need of curtains (on order, should arrive midweek), and pictures need to be hung. That will get done later this week. Then there will be Photos. At the moment it's too not-quite-there for prime time. However it is very comfortable at last. The seldom-used desktop computer and the huge, slow, but much admired and still soldiering on Laserjet II are boxed and ready to take to the donation center, where they will clean them up and pass them on to someone who needs a free system. That's tomorrow. Then onward to various forms of yardwork and a bit more house stuff before TL arrives next week.
On Saturday I took a day off and went with the parentals to Willcox, picked apples and had lunch at the Desert Rose Cafe and generally avoided work. And that was good. I do like the drive up there through Texas Canyon to the high grassland; the thunder was walking but the sun was mostly out, and it was unusually warm for those parts at this time of year.
Sunday was all about making up for lost work time, and watching the storms circle the valley. In the evening I managed to longe mares, work da Pook in hand, and even get Camilla out for quick walkies until the lightning sent us both diving for cover, The sky was blue-black and laced with bolts; while I was feeding the troops, we had a rather decent downpour. There was more lightning as the evening went on, and peals of thunder--all in all, a rather exciting night. Today is brewing more of same; there's been a supercell over the Catalinas, 20 miles north of here, and much severity out that way, though it's been sunny, blustery, and not very warm here. I do believe our annual fall cooldown has begun. Good fall-cleaning weather, though a bit exciting to ride much of anybody but Capria and, if he were ridable, Pooka.
And now I must go out and change that bandage.
