(morning writing, rest, garden)

[elainegrey]

In glad-i'm-not-a-farmer news, we hit freezing around 4 am this morning. While we aren't going low enough to harm the blueberries (no fruit set yet) the king blossoms on the apple tree will be harmed. Fortunately apples have a small defense in that they don't open all the blossoms at once.

This year i do have multiple pawpaw blooms on multiple trees so i could go do some hand pollination. Apparently, very few blossoms get pollinated and with the asymmetric flower count on trees and the need for cross pollination, i think a little help would be wise.

--== Rest ==--

Yesterday i think a few things triggered me at work: i'm using a new to me database tool and i was getting odd SQL failures. I suspect that's just the sort of thing on a project i have procrastinated on to trigger more procrastination. I don't think i had quite gotten to self blame, but i definitely hit the "this is what happens when work goes stale" thought - one step from self blame. I don't know why the error indicating i don't have permission occurs but using a different pane in the app works. I don't know that i need to sort out the difference.

The other was a discussion with legal, where i apparently surprised them with the existence of an application and -- while this may make my design work trivial --  who wants to surprise lawyers (except, of course, opposing counsel).

Then the dermatologist appointment needed me to reveal my skin again in places i wasn't excited to disrobe, and the trainee doctor kept repeating my "twice a week" dosing schedule as "twice a day on weekends" which, wtf. I haven't checked what was recorded. Also, freaking impossible to pronounce meds.

Yay me, i got to the end of the workday without too much avoidance, but i had no energy for anything else. So after work i didn't feel like setting an intention and i acknowledged i needed rest.

I finished reading a fantasy novella which, yes

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<p>In glad-i'm-not-a-farmer news, we hit freezing around 4 am this morning. While we aren't going low enough to harm the blueberries (no fruit set yet) the king blossoms on the apple tree will be harmed. Fortunately apples have a small defense in that they don't open all the blossoms at once.</p> <p>This year i do have multiple pawpaw blooms on multiple trees so i could go do some hand pollination. Apparently, very few blossoms get pollinated and with the asymmetric flower count on trees and the need for cross pollination, i think a little help would be wise.</p> <p>--== Rest ==--</p> <p>Yesterday i think a few things triggered me at work: i'm using a new to me database tool and i was getting odd SQL failures. I suspect that's just the sort of thing on a project i have procrastinated on to trigger more procrastination. I don't think i had quite gotten to self blame, but i definitely hit the "this is what happens when work goes stale" thought - one step from self blame. I don't know why the error indicating i don't have permission occurs but using a different pane in the app works. I don't know that i need to sort out the difference.</p> <p>The other was a discussion with legal, where i apparently surprised them with the existence of an application and -- while this may make my design work trivial --  who wants to surprise lawyers (except, of course, opposing counsel).</p> <p>Then the dermatologist appointment needed me to reveal my skin again in places i wasn't excited to disrobe, and the trainee doctor kept repeating my "twice a week" dosing schedule as "twice a day on weekends" which, wtf. I haven't checked what was recorded. Also, freaking impossible to pronounce meds.</p> <p>Yay me, i got to the end of the workday without too much avoidance, but i had no energy for anything else. So after work i didn't feel like setting an intention and i acknowledged i needed rest.</p> <p>I finished reading a fantasy novella which, yes <lj-user="annie_r">, bon-bon. Then opened instagram and next thing i knew it was dinner time with no time to make the planned meal.</p> <p>Did i feel rested? Pffff. Maybe? But the spikes of ... regret ... about dinner, and then when i looked at my list and email (oh no, forgot about X and what is this email about Y? Do i need to respond right now?) offset any rest. And while my instagram account is furniture refinishing and potters and woodworkers and now sewing tips -- it soothes but i certainly should have set a timer.</p> <p>--== ∞ ==--</p> <p>I can't begrudge authors but the trend of shorter books sold as a serial instead of a big fat fantasy tome does have budget implications.</p>

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[cmcmck]

It's been spring like for over a week but this morning we have a notherly wind, hail and sleet.