I Do Not Live in New Jersey
One of the things that makes it warmer is the kind emails I am getting from folks online. A truck driver wanted to remind me about stacking up on spare wood and to bring the dogs inside. I do need the stacking up reminder, but my dogs literally share my bed (they have never spent a night outdoors). It's getting down to 5 degrees tonight and since Anna Kendrick is down to flying weight for hunting, she is here in the living room with two cats, three dogs, and this typing primate. She's asleep on a high perch, one leg tucked up under her chest so it looks like she is balancing on one clawed foot. I'm watching a binge of Mental Floss List videos while I finally wrap up the day's work. I am bushed.
But I just learned where the phrase Paper Towns comes from. Agloe, NY for the win!
I have never worked as hard as I have these past few weeks. It's a mix of the winter farm slog, part time work, freelance, and music lessons. I am making time for my off-farm/on-farm job with Orvis, working on their website promotions and such. But that means I get up, get a fire going, tend to the indoor animals and then the outdoor ones - and then make a lot of coffee and head upstairs to my little office/tack room. There I work 3-5 hours a morning with my remote desktop set up. This was the time I used to work on the blog, videos, logos, writing books, etc. Now it is a flurry of phone calls, emails, meeting set ups, and coding work. After a hectic morning up there I shut down the company laptop to get lunch or run errands. Yesterday I picked up bales of hay and feed. Today I had meetings at the corporate office in Vermont and didn't get home until 6:30PM. Till I geo evening chores in, worked on freelance graphic design projects, and wolfed down a meal of PB&J - I was exhausted. I am grateful for the work, and eager to take on more (since this off-farm gig will be depleting half the hours soon), but this week has an emotional bottleneck I am having trouble getting through.
So big ups to those of you who take a few minutes to send encouragement. It matters. And none of my animals can talk so your tweets, comments, and emails mean a whole lot of good.
So that is my life. It's to-do lists, weather reports, and a frozen farm. But then there is of course this blog, and the vlog channel, and other responsibilities such as teaching TKD again (which I have been on sabbatical from for months due to things being too tight for martial arts travel and classes), other organizations and groups, and the social entropy that is missing out on dinner invitations or dates due to nights too cold to let the house go without a strong fire. It should be no surprise to hear I am fighting a cold right now, either. Running amok doesn't lend itself to the best self care.
I am kind of grateful for a home that needs such tending. As much as I am running around chasing my tail, I am forced to just sit down at night. Which is why I was able to catch up on all the internet talk about New Jersey and this storm, check my local weather, and let out a sigh of relief. There is so much going on a huge storm would be, well, exactly that.
I'll take the reprieve.