Letting Go

Of the old Spooky House.  I stripped it of everything I could re-use, but it is still a formidable object.  And I have difficultly "letting go" of anything which has meant anything to me.  Jobs that have meant the world to me.  Friends I loved.  Little plants that just need someone to take care of them.   Things that have no relationship to me--well, that's easy.  I can throw that away, give that away, walk away from those things, those people, those jobs.

Can you tell that yesterday, at work, wasn't my best day?  I stayed busy, had a good lunch and got my "targeted project" done but I wasn't pleased to be there.  I have to go back tomorrow (sunday).  And it's supposed to heat up to 80 degrees.  Where did I put my shorts????  I may spend my lunch break up in the parking lot sitting in the sun.  A nice brown tan looks very nice with silver hair.  And I noticed my favorite clothes, for winter, are also silvery.

I was out in the vegetable garden after work.  The frost had killed the tomatoes, squashes, beans so I had to pull those things up and add them to the compost pile.  I did find one last zucchini.  A few tomatoes that weren't rotten.  Some carrots.  And a luxuriant patch of parsley.  I picked almost all of it and once I had it in the house, picked all the leaves off the stems, washed and  dried them and then packed the leaves tightly into freezer bags.  Pressed down into a very tight roll at the bottom of the bag.  Rolled the bag, sealed it and secured the bag with rubber bands.  When I need parsley, this winter, I will remove the rubber bands, unroll the bag, slice off a section of the frozen rolled parsley and chop and use it.  I have a massive amount of chives also and could do the same with them--but they are smelly.  And would smell up the freezer.  I do have a dehydrator.  Anyone know how to dry chives???   I have NO basil to process in the blender to make frozen basil cubes.  I like to add a cube to any tomato sauce or soup I make during the winter. Perhaps they will have a large bunch at the grocery?

My nose is running, as usual, and the dog is waiting for his walk.  I had my Sunday bowl of cereal, today, as it is not wise to work away from home (tomorrow) after eating farty cereal. I  do have to go out into public today, to go to the grocery.  I need a few items.  I intend to change the couch slipcovers today, which means that next week I should take them to the Suds & Fluff to wash them in the big washer.  That would be a change from letting them sit in a pile, in the office, for months and months, before taking them to be washed. Which is my usual method.  I have washed them at home, in my small stacked washer, but I don't think they get "clean" if they can't swish around in the water.

I haven't been able to read my book.  Which is bothering me.  It's a good book and if I can finish it, I can start reading the Tudor mysteries with the hunchback.  I have them here, in the house, waiting.

Television has been good.  House was different.  He's in prison.  Mentalist was good.  He admits to being a con man.  Prime Suspect was excellent.  Especially the part where all three detectives took turns seeing if they could run to the crime scene and back in 25 minutes.  And then going to a bar to drink but pretending to be at the coroner's office.  Their boss calls and tells them to ask the coroner to not shake drinks while they are on the phone next time.  Tomorrow is the Good Wife.  I still have Project Runway to watch.

So, things are going along well.  Christmas is coming into the store, trees are being decorated.  Halloween and Thanksgiving merchandise is being shoved out of the way.  Sock Monkeys are very big again this year.  80 days or so and I will be unemployed for the winter.  Once we get past Labor Day, things roll pretty quickly, downhill.  Letting go.