We all have days when we just don't want to do anything other than be a lump on the couch. Maybe we are feeling a little under the weather, or we didn't sleep well the night before. Other times, it is because we have been working very hard without taking a break, and it just all catches up to us.
That was my day today. Our almost-two-years-old munchin refused to go to sleep the previous night until 1:30 in the AM. As my husband had to be out of the house early in the morning, I stayed up with the cherub. However, pregnancy-related discomforts kept me awake most of the night. After four hours of broken sleep, the alarm went off. Unfortunately, hormonal shifts had me too jittery to go back to sleep, and I remained a procrastinating lump for most of the day.
But, a committment is a committment. I know there is a better life out there for our family, and I cannot abide a single day going by where I do absolutely nothing to get us even just a little closer to it.
After a rare opportunity to take a nap on the couch with my toddler, I took a few moments to read a chapter from a book on growing food in small spaces. (I will post a full review after I've read the entire book.) While our property in Maine certainly isn't small, the back yard of our city apartment is. We are determined to get the most out of the space we have this year.
Last year, we procrastinated and got our garden in the ground about a month late. Luckily, our procrastination actually turned out to be the best thing we could have done since June was unseasonably cold and wet. Most local growers we met lost most, if not all, their potato and tomato crops to a fungus that thrives in cool, damp weather. We were spared, and got plenty of tomatoes, but that's no reason for us to procrastinate again this year.
It is pleasant to imagine the coming spring and summer gardens, especially on a night so cold as tonight. Our thermometer is reading about 30*F. But, I can't help but wonder how our bees are doing. Eddie just checked on the hives a few days ago when we had what might have been the last relatively warm day of the year, at close to 50*. All were heavy with honey and with a good number of bees who were not happy to have anyone peeking inside their homes. One worker carried out a dead bee, which is very common as hives reduce their numbers at this time of year. The dutiful worker dumped the body just over the wooden entrance to the hive, and scurried her little bee-butt back inside where it was a warm, toasty 90*. The dead bee showed no sign of disease, and probably had just lived out her short life span. Finding no sign of disease on the bee carcass is a good sign for the rest of the bees that will huddle up in their cluster to wait out the winter cold.
Finally, I was able to upload and publish another episode of the companion podcast to this blog. Even after following the directions to have the podcast published for 9:30 in the morning, it seems it is available immediately, as was the case with the other two published podcasts. It's it now after midnight, and I'm just glad that the podcast episode uploaded- even if it is 9.5 hours early!
Live better, a little every day.