Today is the anniversary of my starting to work with the state of Idaho. I’ve been at it 18 years now. It’s an easy date to remember. My very first day at work there was a taco party for Cinco de Mayo.
I had a hard time sleeping last night. It was a bit too warm, and even cracking a window didn’t help. In fact, it actively made things worse after I’d fallen asleep and gotten up again because it made too much noise. My tummy wasn’t feeling happy either.
My work day was shortened by an eye appointment. I thought it was going to be a vision exam, but it turned out to be an eye health exam. They did two different types of imaging, dilated my eyes, and took an eye EKG, which involved stickers on my face but was not at all painful. Even the stickers came off easily.
I stopped by the grocery store in Weiser on the way home. I wanted to get some apples, and I ended up getting some frozen meals that I’ll use for the rest of this week’s dinners. I’m trying to focus this week on making low demands on myself. I will make things as easy as I can.
After work, I ate dinner and then did a mowing session. I got the thicket growing on the east side of the house, and then circled back to the area of the former chicken coop. I think I’m ready to take that thing more apart to make it easier to mow. Right now there are some railroad ties and rocks that get in the way. I also need to decide what to do with the platform that Ambrose and I built. I don’t want to tear it down, but I’m not sure if I have a use for it.
The grass was so thick and long that it kept wrapping around the mower wheel and stopping it from spinning. I’d have to release and back up to get it to let go. It’s going to take a while to get everything mowed down to the point where I don’t have to mow much anymore, even if my dad insists on doing some while he’s here.
I feel a headache trying to start. The vision exam has been scheduled for the 18th of May, so I’ve got a while yet wearing the wrong prescription. The eye doctor I saw prefers to do vision exams without dilation. He could have squeezed me in tomorrow, but I decided to wait because of work conflicts. Good enough that I’ll get new glasses soon. And comforting to know that the doctor believes he can get me seeing clear with the right prescription.
Candy-O, my new tree, is growing. I keep coming up to it when it’s windy so I’m not getting great pictures of the new leaves, but they are there and they are big and green. It makes me happy to see. I was a little worried when I tapered off the watering, but it seems to be responding beautifully. I think that’s Ambrose watching over it. I’ve arranged for a neighbor to water it on Monday when I’ll be out of town, and I’ll next water on Friday before I leave.
I should sleep well tonight after the mowing. If only my tummy can calm down a bit, I think I’ll be set. It’s not quite as warm tonight. If Ambrose were still alive, I would already have a summer blanket on the bed, but since he is not there’s still a winter blanket. I suppose it’s about time to make the switch.