This Monday has been brutal so far. I didn’t want to get up this morning and the moment I did, I wanted to curl back under my comforter. It was so cold and I was so tired. I wanted to turn on the heat but mom was having hot flashes and sweating like crazy. She even had the windows open. It’s 40-some degrees outside, come on!
Is this what it feels like after a 56-hour work week? I’ve been working overtime every week since I started but never have I worked on a Saturday. I think being mentally strained is worse than being physically strained.
And of course, having a mom and family like mine, God forbid I should have one day off. My aunt dragged me out yesterday to have me take her to work and buy two boxes of cup noodles for her on my way home. Of course, when I visit a big box store, there’s no way I would ever make it out with just 2 boxes of cup noodles. I ended up getting some batteries and 2 gigantic (27 gallons) storage containers for my garden stuff.
They looked big at the store and even bigger in the back of my car but when I started putting stuff in them, they were smaller than I thought. I might need one more…or two.
After all of that was done, I was so tired and sleepy even though it was only 2 PM.
That’s what I get for skipping my morning coffee…
I barely dozed off when mom woke me up to help her plant some roses in the front yard. No, it’s the ones I propagated last week. They are these beautiful petite rose bushes from her house – the one she refuses to live in.
I ignored her for the first 15 minutes or so but to be honest, I was so tired I couldn’t even open my eyes without them automatically shutting less than 30 seconds later. She stomped her feet – boom, boom – and shouted, “do you know how much pain I’m in? I only do this for you, you know. If you don’t want to do it, fine, do ask me to do anything else for you again.” She stormed off, muttering angrily beneath her breath.
I should’ve replied, “I didn’t asked you to do this, you know,” but that would dredge that conversation from a few weeks ago which ended with her throwing something across the room, nearly missing my head. I didn’t see what it was because I was outside and out of harm’s way by the time what ever it was landed with a thud.
Good morning or afternoon and welcome. Coffee? Tea?
If we were having coffee, I would tell you the one word I would use to describe this week – unmotivated. Why? For so many reasons which I detailed in my Friday Thoughts post. Oh, and unfortunately, I’m working today. I can usually get things done with some overtime during the week but this is urgent matter, apparently, the boss wants all September invoices done ASAP and I’ll just work the weekend to get it all done.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you it looks like winter might be arriving early this year. There’s been heavy rain this week, rain we desperate need. Unfortunately, it’s accompanied by wind. It always is. Thankfully, there weren’t too much damage this time.
According to the weather forecast, first frost of 2021 might be arriving next week. I’m nervous about that and it’s got me ordering frost blankets for my plants and I even got one for my 7-tier planter, which, if I might say, is not doing too bad. I have some seedling that should be ready to transfer today or tomorrow, granted if it stops raining.
My 5-tier planter might be done for the year next week when the temperature dips below 32 degree-F (0 degree-C). The only thing left in there are marigolds, cosmos, tomatoes, and sunflower. I pulled out the cucumbers and overwintered my peppers this week. This 7-tier planter has my cool weather plants – lettuces and other leafy greens – which should survive a little longer with the assistance of a frost blanket.
If we were having coffee, I would show you the before and after of my front yard.
Before
After
It’s been a ride with this front yard – full of hard work, anger, and frustration. This is definitely not what I had planned in the beginning. This is more of mom’s vision than mine. I had never envision so many red bricks nor did I imagine red bricks planters. Once again, mom took over but then it was the only way to get help as her family will only help her, not me. It’s never me.
Mom is feeling like a hero right now. She keeps saying, “If it weren’t for me, you’d never get it done. It’d never look so pretty.” The way she says that makes me not want to help anyone. It’s all one-sided anyway. I help them, they’d never help me in return, not unless mom’s present.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you I know what you’re thinking. The yard is missing something – rocks. I’m waiting on it. The 17 tons (no joke) of rocks will be delivered on 20th of this month. So I’ll have an update on this soon.
I do hope it stops raining though so I can go out and plant some spring flower bulbs in the planters.
I would thank you for joining me in this edition of #weekendcoffeeshare and hope we’ll both return next week.
This week, Tanya at Salted Caramel has challenged to list 5 Feeling and Emotions we were experiencing during the Pandemic, which, unfortunately, is still happening.
In January of 2020, I toured a house where the hostess has a hobby of collecting nativity figures from every country. Just about every inch of her home – kitchen counter, stove, bedrooms, even bathrooms – was occupied by a nativity figurine and it was supposed to be put away after the new year but she kept it out for my church group.
Some of these figurines were very intricate while some even required special instruments to see.
I wonder if she had done it again for Christmas 2020?
This week, on Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #168, Tina from Travels and Trifles is our host and she’s chosen the theme of Seen Better Days and the first thing that flew to my mind was my trip to China in 2017.
I cannot believe this is happening. I am officially kissing my 20’s goodbye today and can officially call myself a 30-something. The last decade has been a ride – I spent half a decade in school and most of it (9 years) working – but no matter how bad it was, I feel my life it’s just now getting bright.
It has indeed been a rough week, second week in a row. I was hit by anxiety attack after another. I felt like I just need to get in a corner and cry until whatever hell storm I’m in is over.