Just A Really Nice Day
Apr. 24th, 2021 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmePeggy and I had a very good day with her Uncle Dylan and Auntie Sarah. I got up later than I had planned (the theme for the week continues), but managed to get there by about 11:00, so it wasn't too late, all things considered. Visiting the little farm is always a pleasure. I took Peggy's check cord with me (it's basically just a long, soft rope that clips to her collar and that then loops loosely around her waist) and we did a little work on impulse control around the chickens and everything else. The way the check cord works is that if she pulls too hard, it tightens around her waist in a way that's not comfy, and it loosens the minute she stops pulling. We're seeing some good results already, which is very nice.
Peggy of course did her due diligence of climbing her Uncle Dylan like a tree, and played hard with Shadow as well. Shadow was pretty well-behaved all day, and at the end of the day he was surprisingly pooped out! Normally Peggy crashes hard while he is still raring to go, which can create a fair bit of dog drama, but today both dogs conked out at about the same time, which made for a very relaxing evening.
I helped with the construction of the gazebo they are repurposing into a chicken coop to house a whole bunch of feeder chickens this summer, and we went out to the riverbank to collect fiddleheads, which was a first for me. I have very unfond memories of being served fiddleheads at school lunches when I was young, and they were always really bitter-tasting mush, so I had decided at the time that I didn't like them. Since I am now pretty sure they are not meant to be boiled to within an inch of their lives, I have taken a bunch of fresh fiddleheads home with me and plan to try them again and see if it's actually true that I don't like them, or if I can successfully declare that I have changed my mind.
Also, I got to drive the tractor! It felt very tippy to me (it's not actually that tippy), and even though intellectually I knew I was on pretty level ground my lizard brain spent the entire time basically yelling "SCREEEEEEEEE IT'S GOING TO TIP OVER AND CRUSH YOU AND YOU WILL HAVE RUINED YOUR FRIENDS' TRACTOR JUST AS THE MAIN GROWING SEASON IS STARTING OMG SCREEEEEEEEEE!" My lizard brain is very dramatic.
I did get the hang of it relatively quickly, at least, and I helped load a bunch of rocks into the bucket and ferried them to another spot. It was pretty exciting!
Have some photos of Peggy, Shadow, and her Uncle Dylan having fun behind the cut. :)
I don't know if it's just the endorphins of having such a fun day, but on the way home my brain was bubbling over with ideas and plans for the coming summer months. I know that my brain REALLY likes making plans (so much dopamine!) and then I rarely follow through on them, but I'd really like to make a go of at least some of them this year. It's past midnight now, unfortunately (the problem with visiting friends who are over an hour away is that it makes for late nights), so I am going to call it a night rather than wax eloquent about all the castles I'm going to build in Spain.
The goals for tomorrow are pretty straightforward. I am going to KK's to help out with de-cluttering, which is my main commitment. I also have Quaker Meeting from 10:30 to 11:30. I need to do laundry and get a few groceries (I should really get into the habit of ordering online for pickup, but I am terrible at remembering to do it in time and then the pick-up availabilities are too far in the future), and ideally I would like to get up early to take Peggy for a run so that she's not spending the whole time in her crate being bored while I'm at KK's. Oh, wait, I just remembered I have a Skype date with my parents tomorrow (we usually Skype on Mondays and Thursdays, but we got thrown off schedule this week), so that's two commitments I have. I also need to start putting those in my calendar so I don't forget. So many things, so little working memory. ;)
Okay. Bed. If I have time tomorrow after my Skype call with my parents I will post an entry about all the exciting dopamine-induced plans I've been thinking of. Sometimes getting it in writing gives me a better idea of whether something is actually feasible or if it's just me getting high off my own alternate reality thinking.
Peggy of course did her due diligence of climbing her Uncle Dylan like a tree, and played hard with Shadow as well. Shadow was pretty well-behaved all day, and at the end of the day he was surprisingly pooped out! Normally Peggy crashes hard while he is still raring to go, which can create a fair bit of dog drama, but today both dogs conked out at about the same time, which made for a very relaxing evening.
I helped with the construction of the gazebo they are repurposing into a chicken coop to house a whole bunch of feeder chickens this summer, and we went out to the riverbank to collect fiddleheads, which was a first for me. I have very unfond memories of being served fiddleheads at school lunches when I was young, and they were always really bitter-tasting mush, so I had decided at the time that I didn't like them. Since I am now pretty sure they are not meant to be boiled to within an inch of their lives, I have taken a bunch of fresh fiddleheads home with me and plan to try them again and see if it's actually true that I don't like them, or if I can successfully declare that I have changed my mind.
Also, I got to drive the tractor! It felt very tippy to me (it's not actually that tippy), and even though intellectually I knew I was on pretty level ground my lizard brain spent the entire time basically yelling "SCREEEEEEEEE IT'S GOING TO TIP OVER AND CRUSH YOU AND YOU WILL HAVE RUINED YOUR FRIENDS' TRACTOR JUST AS THE MAIN GROWING SEASON IS STARTING OMG SCREEEEEEEEEE!" My lizard brain is very dramatic.
I did get the hang of it relatively quickly, at least, and I helped load a bunch of rocks into the bucket and ferried them to another spot. It was pretty exciting!
Have some photos of Peggy, Shadow, and her Uncle Dylan having fun behind the cut. :)
I don't know if it's just the endorphins of having such a fun day, but on the way home my brain was bubbling over with ideas and plans for the coming summer months. I know that my brain REALLY likes making plans (so much dopamine!) and then I rarely follow through on them, but I'd really like to make a go of at least some of them this year. It's past midnight now, unfortunately (the problem with visiting friends who are over an hour away is that it makes for late nights), so I am going to call it a night rather than wax eloquent about all the castles I'm going to build in Spain.
The goals for tomorrow are pretty straightforward. I am going to KK's to help out with de-cluttering, which is my main commitment. I also have Quaker Meeting from 10:30 to 11:30. I need to do laundry and get a few groceries (I should really get into the habit of ordering online for pickup, but I am terrible at remembering to do it in time and then the pick-up availabilities are too far in the future), and ideally I would like to get up early to take Peggy for a run so that she's not spending the whole time in her crate being bored while I'm at KK's. Oh, wait, I just remembered I have a Skype date with my parents tomorrow (we usually Skype on Mondays and Thursdays, but we got thrown off schedule this week), so that's two commitments I have. I also need to start putting those in my calendar so I don't forget. So many things, so little working memory. ;)
Okay. Bed. If I have time tomorrow after my Skype call with my parents I will post an entry about all the exciting dopamine-induced plans I've been thinking of. Sometimes getting it in writing gives me a better idea of whether something is actually feasible or if it's just me getting high off my own alternate reality thinking.
