Sweating to the tune of a lawnmower.

It’s not that it is hot per se, but rather I’m building up a good sweat from walking fast, pushing a heavy mower, and ducking tree branches, traffic, angry robins and the occasional wasp. Taking a few seconds inbetween laps of the property to wave at the neighbours and try to be a pleasant individual. Also keeping straight(ish) lines on the lawn, or an eye catching pattern takes effort.

My exercise goals faded into the background once again. I had a two day running streak which ended with a rain storm, and then we only did a little additional training for the area track meet after that first spurt. My daughter performed admirably, but did not progress to regional, nor provincial meets. Nothing to be ashamed of there. She tried her best. We could either train for next year now, and really give it a go, or pick it up in mid April and see how she fares. I’d love nothing more than for her to find a focus and aim towards it with conviction, but she isn’t built that way. And I don’t want to leg lock her into a years worth of training for her to hate both it and me.

Had a weak moment the other day. A bit of alcohol industry nostalgia. Saw some openings at breweries and decided to throw my hat in the ring. I do not expect any kind of call back. I’m too senior in years to qualify. Not my age, so much, as being 18 years into the industry, jobs looking for 5 yrs experience will pass me over as too expensive, regardless of if I’d take the listed salary. It was a weak moment. I have them once a year when I’m in a quiet stretch. Save your money to weather these patches and you won’t get all hyped up like I did earlier this week.

Covid and the recession, and price increases have left many of my clients hanging on to survive, rather than push ahead with new products, or marketing campaigns. I can’t blame them for it. This to shall pass. Both the good and the bad. Nothing lasts forever. It can’t rain all the time.

So, lawns done. Laundry is in the wash cycle, and needs to be moved over to the dryer. I should go grocery shopping at some point soon, if only for milk, and some bread. If I hit the floors with a sweep, a vacuum,  and a mop I’ve hit the cleaning trifecta. I cleaned out the kitchen sink, and bathroom sinks not long ago, so I’ll have that to do again in a couple more days. It is a never ending cycle of household chores to do. Forget washing the cars, or windows. Laundry, dishes, and floors keep me busy almost daily. I prefer to do a Domestic Duties Monday/Tuesday, depending on schedule, but I was in a funk and put it off until today. Those chickens have come home to roost, along with taller grass, dirty dishes, and an even higher pile of kids laundry, and an emptier fridge than usual. Fun times.

It’s not the office life I’m nostalgic for, it’s the steady pay cheque. I guess I need to work harder at networking and drumming up business. That’s a side I neglect in favour of doing the design work itself. Oh well. C’est la vie! Ciao Bella.