Thank you all.
If any of you ever read Eric Knight's "Lassie Come Home," remember how she'd get all twitchy every day it was time to meet her Boy at the school? Even while walking back to Yorkshire from Scotland?
I think I know how pur wee Lassie felt. 4pm I start twitching when the bus usually would drop her off from school.. (I know, it's a weekend, but part of the trigger is that she's not home.) 6:30pm, today, I was twitchy because I kept feeling I had to check for leftovers in the fridge to make her supper.
I did get a lot of random things done today, starting to see all the little things that need to be dusted. Rearranged things in our... MY trailer cottage. Put up a curtain at the sleeping nook so I can keep only where I need heated at night. Started winterizing the windows (nights get cold in the desert/range this time of year.)
Last weekend we helped butcher a hog for the first time. She helped, it was her last big job with me. I'm only thinking about it because RN is working an overnight shift in one of the little rural towns an hour or so away, Blacksmith drove her in so she could nurse the Youngest Little Viking on her first break, then he drives home and goes to pick her up in the morning. So he and I have been chatting about dinner tomorrow, and what plans to make - dutch oven on the woodstove or bake on the grill?
Meat loaf with ground pork we helped feed, and I helped make. Pretty amazing. And I did get that shower yesterday, Blacksmith took me out to celebrate, and since my birthday almost a year ago when I woke up with a hangover *and* Norovirus, I just don't have the capacity for alcohol anymore. I did enjoy my night, the hangover was moderate, but I treated it with Pepto and leftover steak-fries.
Swinging a bit between enjoying the capacity to not stress over Kiddo, and shaking a bit because of this constant feeling of Having Forgotten Something.
