Lots of things.
The psychiatrist I saw, as well as the counselor, both said they are seeing a lot of nurses with the same stress related issues; one even said that ER and ICU nurses are getting the worst of it. So I guess it’s not me, it’s just that I don’t have very good coping skills. And that’s my homework for the next few months. ‘Nuf said about that.
While I have read two novels – the first non-fiction I’ve read in more than two years – I haven’t been lying around eating bon bons. Things have been busy here. I’ve been weaving along on an 8 yard warp of cotton boucle towels; I cleaned, organized, and labelled all our spices; I cleaned the kitchen to my exacting standards and have been doing my best to keep it that way; together we have been working in the garden which has been very very nice; we have put up fencing in half the front yard and I’m working on lining the bottom with rocks to keep out the rabbits and skunks; I’ve been spinning and knitting and even dying a little; and I applied for a business license for my little fiber arts factory. This last is because if I want to sell at craft fairs or events, I have to have one. Plus it allows me to buy at cost without paying the taxes, which means that I can actually attempt to make a little money from my crafting; especially for weaving, if I have to buy at retail and pay taxes on my supplies, it means that I work and sell for free. Not exactly what I had in mind. I do plan to do a post on the relative costs of ready – made clothing from the turn of the 20th century to the 21st, but it might be a bit.
I have also been canning. Yes, it’s that time of year again, and I’m grateful not to have to try to fit this in between grueling shifts right now. I spent 9 hours one day making blueberry jam, strawberry jam, and peach butter. I buy in bulk from Bountiful Baskets which is like a coop or a CSA but you don’t have to have a subscription and you’re not obligated to buy every week. So when they have something in bulk I want, I buy the basket which allows me to buy the bulk items as well. This time I got five pounds of strawberries and 25 pounds of peaches; the blueberries have been in the freezer for a while and I wanted to just do it all at once and get it done. I can outside on my camp stove so I don’t heat up the house, which means that at times I come in to get out of the heat. Unfortunately, I got distracted during my first batch of peach butter (6 hours into the marathon day) and it boiled – and burned badly – to the bottom of my pot. Ugh. I’m still alternating elbow grease and SOS pads with oven cleaner to try to get the mess off the bottom of the pot. Good thing my time is cheap right now.
Time off from ‘official’ work, but no rest for the weary here! Truly, home making is a full time job; most days I try to be up by 6 or 630 so we can get the watering and gardening maintenance done before the heat sets in; then breakfast and reading the news; then to work on the home tasks; then spinning or knitting or designing or weaving, whichever has been neglected the most recently. Then more outside stuff, then dinner, then a walk around the neighborhood. By the time 9 pm rolls around I’m pretty well beat. And that’s about it for around here.