#cleaning up yard

[chrisstumps05]

How two Guys did a Tree and Stump Removal Job

[cubbihue]

Does Mr. Turner like rubbing his “son’s” successful career in Dinkleberg’s face??

He does! He brags about Timmy's success to every person within the neighborhood's vicinity. Mr. Turner loves how successful his son is! It really secures his reputation at the neighborhood HOA meetings they host at their house.

Timmy's worked very hard to gain more successes than failures. The more successful he is, the greater his family's social standing!! And the less he gets to overhear his dad ranting to the neighborhood about his failures.

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[scopophilic1997]

scopOphilic_micromessaging_1101 - scopOphilic1997 presents a new micro-messaging series: small, subtle, and often unintentional messages we send and receive verbally and non-verbally.

[simplepotatofarmer]

creature sure is a shape

[cyanide-latte]

Two weeks straight of neighbors setting off fireworks from 6pm to past 10pm now. Actually fuck off, people, how the hell do you still have THIS many fucking fireworks.

[coquelicoq]

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[simplyghosting]

When you put on one of your few nice shirts for company but then step outside and feel like you’re going to go insane because the bushes that were supposed to be done months ago still aren’t trimmed so you go to town with the clippers for an hour on a bunch of hedges. In the mud. In your nice, new, white shirt.

[bluebelleisabelle]

My 93 year old Korean grandmother just danced the Gangnam Style 💀

[xcziel]

a few streets down from my house today ...

sometimes you see something that is so cliché but- this is just what living here is like

[rhysnolastname]

yard clean up was interrupted by a thunderstorm! they spent the night baking and playing piano instead.

[berryblu-soda]

Ok last one bc im procastinatkng big time!!! Look at the littol guys I got to meet :D

Rolly pollies my beloved!!! Also a very lanky kitten :3

[sage-reads-things]

HOW is she getting away with this lmao. There's no way people at the school didn't notice a spiky basketball and Taiyo's seat becoming a poor man's Iron Lady. And they left a bunch of needles on the rooftop, too—is some poor custodian going to walk up there and discover a scene straight out of a horror movie?

[reel-fear]

Hate how my body needs breaks between labor, that's so fucked up, why can't it simply Not Need Those-

[afaroffsong]

Most of the time I have very little motivation to do anything at home—but all of a sudden, at 9 pm this evening, I decided I wanted to clean the entire bedroom from ceiling to floorboards.

[mothstiel]

trying to embrace my cottage roots but i do this when i have to pick up sticks and leaves

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

I don't have a lot of energy these days [because of The Horrors] so I'm looking at my day and my priorities and trying to plan how I'm going to spend what energy I have, because I do need to be able to rest and relax but there are also things that need doing and that is a careful balance for me.

I managed to [mostly] clean the kitchen last night so I've kicked it out of the priority list until next weekend. Unfortunately the living room, bathroom, bedroom, and my office all need cleaning too. I think of the priorities, my office and the bedroom are the most important to me, so I'll probably push the living room and bathroom until at least Friday.

There's also the laundry. I don't have any clean clothes and as we're moving into winter I need to be more rigid about getting that done because days where the clothes can be dried on the line will be more limited. So I definitely need to wash an outfit or two and hang them up in the next hour.

That's already a really busy day, so I'll probably cut it there. But it's definitely going to still leave me a lot of work this week. Half my cleaning, at least one more round of laundry, settling dog food for the next couple of weeks, planting the fall/winter greens, doing some set up work on my computer, work on some writing projects, cleaning out the fridge, and patching some worn clothes. My work week isn't insane atm, but it is definitely limiting. Right now I have 6+4+0+4+2+5+5= 25 non work/non-survival needs (sleep, food, shower, etc) hours available each week. I need to figure out a regukar distribution of these that means everything is getting done and I still have an hour a day to myself as often as possible. I think it's probably not realistic to give myself more than an hour a day for free time/fun, which is a bit unfortunate because I've found in the past that my floor tends to be getting 2-3hrs of free time most days because of how I deal with transition and decision-making.

25-7 [1hr per day] is 18 hrs, so I just need to decide where and how to distribute those in order to keep pace with things.

Lets say the garden needs 3hrs per week, the laundry needs 4 hours (specifically 2 sets of 2 morning/early afternoon hours), the cleaning needs an hour a day to get through a maintenance clean of the house, and 3 hours once a week to work down any deep cleaning that's built up. Which is....already three more hours than I actually have each week. So I guess I'll make a plan to work in the garden for 20-40min of 4 of my free hours each week.

It really doesn't leave me any wiggle room. Only about 4 hours a week that isn't explicitly allotted to something that needs doing, which means there will probably me a lot of weeks where I only get an hour or so at best across the whole thing for free time. I guess I've had a hard time accepting that at this point, having actual time for myself or a time-intensive project is only available if I've taken a day off work. I love my job, but it's ... not comfortable to realize that it's the only love in my life I actually have time for anymore.

I think that's probably why I end up here so much. It's this mindless little way of zoning out into my own head, dissociating away from the exhaustion, for a few minutes at a time. I keep thinking I want to use this space differently, make it more if the things I enjoy. But I think what I really want is just to actually have the time and energy to do things I love that take work. I keep crying a few times every day and I couldn't figure out why, but like

I dunno

Why **wouldn't** I cry a little every day? It's the closest I'm getting to actual emotional release or relaxation in my life. We'd probably all cry. Heck. A lot of us probably DO, capitalism being what it is.

I guess I'm starting to wonder why I'm doing what I'm doing. What is there left for me to sacrifice to this life? What is actually serving me about not just letting myself go up like a fireball and take my surroundings with me? What in the ever loving fuck am I fighting this hard for?

All I ever want, all I want now, is to be able to live. To really, actually live. How does wanting to live bring you this close to killing yourself, whether on accident or on purpose? What am I actually doing that is LIVING and what am I doing that is FACILITATION of living? It can't all be facilitation, or I'm not actually facilitating fuck all.

I'm 30 goddamn years old and I need to figure out what it looks like to actually love my life. I fundamentally refuse to zombify myself like this for everyone else around me forever.