Hello friends!
How are we? Doing good? How was your February? Feels like it’s been a minute since we caught up.
Not much has happened around here because it’s been pretty cold and rainy. We had a couple good sunny days and we did a little burning and a little cleaning up. But mostly it’s been a lot of making huffy comments about the snow and mud ad infinitum.
We changed up the hay storage, since the setup that had worked all winter involved the tarp being tied to the truck and, well, we needed the truck. So we built a nice little lean-to, and put the tarp over the top of that. It worked pretty good, neighbors even complimented it, and we knew it was temporary because my tarp took a beating over the winter and was nearing retirement. What we didn’t know is three days later we would have a crazy windstorm that would tear the tarp in half and throw the lean-to around and take the pieces of the tarp and toss them onto the tack room roof. It also took down tree limbs, threw a ton of tumbleweeds around, and tore off a hunk of gutter… but I don’t know from where. It matches ours, but I can’t figure out where it came from for the life of me.
Oh well, you win some, you lose some. I got my money out of that poor tarp, and with a little hemming and my grommet punch, I’ll just have two smaller tarps now.
Since I’ve been stuck inside, I’ve taken to re-organizing my space. It’s been going pretty well, mostly just assigning things to better places. A good example was my dresser, I had a whole drawer of business casual clothing from a previous life. Explain to me why a remote software dev needs a drawer of slacks at the ready. It felt silly to toss them when I have some potential in-office trips happening in the future, and Lord knows I’ve done no growing (well, at least not vertically), so putting them in the back of the closet made much more sense. Now that drawer houses office supplies, which is a little unconventional, but I’m really excited about it. I’ve been really trying for Adam Savage’s theory of keeping the things I often use readily accessible, that really works with my brain. It’s also just nice to finally be getting ahead of the chaos that’s been compounding since I moved in. And it’s good practice for tackling the rest of the house. One day I’m gonna have to go after that pantry.
In other office news, I have a funny story that happened just a couple days ago, in case you need a good laugh. So, some of you may remember if you’ve been around a while, that I have, well, had, a lovely office chair my sweet brother gave me for my birthday a few years back. I loved it very much, super comfy and pleasant for long days at work. Well, after two and a half years of faithful service, my chair experienced rapid, unplanned disassembly…while I was using it! Rude.
So, I was sitting at my desk, and I went to lean back to contemplate a task, and the chair bit came off the pole bit! But it did so in such a way, combined with the blanket being all tangled up in the wheels, that my lower half was trapped under my desk and my top half was clinging wildly to my desktop to try to avoid smashing myself and the top of the chair into my bed’s footboard. Remember, my desk is somewhat lifted to accommodate the closet setup, so it’s a pretty unfun fall. To complicate things further, Watson was trapped under the blanket on my lap and I didnt want to squish or drop him.
It was a hilariously ridiculous situation to be stuck in.
Because I was stuck, clinging to my desk to avoid injury but unable to get unstuck, I had to call for help. Of course, I’m way in the back of the house and literally everyone in my house is nearly deaf or living in headphones, so I had to figure out another solution. I couldn’t reach my phone, but I could reach my keyboard, and luckily my phone was connected to my pc, so I managed to send “help” to my dad, who came running in and saved me. And then laughed at me for about 20 minutes. I can’t blame him, I started cracking up too.
Watson for the record is fine, but boycotting the office for now. Understandable.
But who would have thought I’d still have to send “come save me at work” messages to my dad after I stopped commuting? Better yet, can you imagine my boss’s face if I had hurt myself and had to explain that I’m calling in sick because my chair went on the offensive? Is it an L&I claim if it happens during work hours (I jest)?
Anyways, my poor chair is toast. The pole bit is pretty shattered, the plate thingie is sheared off, and the pressurized tube thingie no longer pressurizes. So, as much as it saddens me, if you have a good chair recommendation, lemme know.
Hopefully the next update will Be more farm and less chaos haha.
Until we chat again my friends!
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