Random Weekend Update

It’s Sunday morning, and I’m slowly working my way through a big cup of tea and waiting for my sleep hangover to go away (I tend to get a horrific headache when I’ve been underslept and then sleep in the way my body wants–it’s usually related to dehydration).  I think it may be a two cup morning.  It’s raining.  Or maybe it’s between storms at the moment, though it will be raining again soon.  Which completely blows to hell my plan of building the raised bed for my veggie garden this afternoon.  Maybe next weekend.  What it does mean is that we’re going to the matinee of Xmen-Wolverine, which I’ve been very much looking forward to for a LOOOOOOONG time.  Love me some Hugh Jackman.  Then this evening, it’s out to the in laws’ for my MIL’s birthday.  So no writing today.

There hasn’t really been any writing this week.  I’ve been scrambling to play catch up since I returned from Savannah on Monday.  Final grades are turned in for one school I teach for, and I’ll be calculating the rest tomorrow morning and turning those in.  Then it’s three weeks of no teaching.  Imagine, ONE job for a little while!  Technically I really should take advantage of the time off to work on the proposal for my next class, but I know I won’t.  I need a break.  And I’ve got away too many things I need to work on.  The raised veggie bed needs building and filling and planting.  I need to do some more work on the bathroom reno that’s been stalled out since October.  And I need to get my motorcycle learner’s permit.

Yes, that’s right.  I now have a motorcycle.  It’s a 1977 Honda CB550.  It needs a bit of work, but it’s mostly restored.  I married into a family of motorcycle riders.  Hubby has a gorgeous 1971 BMW R75/5.  My FIL has a ginormous Suzuki cruiser that makes him look like a little kid.  My MIL has a Vulcan.  Everybody decided it was time I learned to ride.  So I’m excited.  Not looking forward to my mom finding out as she’s terrified of motorcycles and has been trying to get me to agree not to ride to my husband for years, a promise which I staunchly refuse to make.  Then again, I wouldn’t be shocked if she actively worried about a meteor hitting our house.  Anyway, I’m excited.  I’ve been dreaming about new paint colors (I’m leaning hard toward a nice bright yellow), even though it’ll be a LOOOOONG time before we can afford to do that.  Anyway, hubby has me practicing kickstarting it, rolling it off the center stand, putting it back on the center stand, and learning about all the parts and stuff.  Clearly these were designed by men.  There are all these “male” and “female” parts, stuff called nipples and pet cocks.  There’s been a lot of snickering as he’s taught me.

I earned a bit of money at yesterday’s garage sale that I’ll put toward the bike, or more likely, a new Joe Rocket riding jacket.  I had hoped to earn more, but the weatherman blew the forecast and instead of the predicted sunny, highs in the 60s, we got rain all morning.  Bleh.  But we did get rid of some junk, and that’s pretty high on my priority list right now.  I hope to get rid of a bunch more stuff in the fall.  With luck I’ll get around to cleaning out all the closets over the summer and gradually making more space in our tiny house.  I’ve really reached a point where I no longer have any guilt over getting rid of stuff we don’t want or need, even if it’s stuff that friends or family gave me.  It’s all about simplifying life.

Anyway, my sleep hangover seems to finally be abating, so I think I’ll make up a breakfast casserole and keep looking up recipes for what the heck to do with plantains (they’re our new food of the week to try).

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