2024-07-09 — Water Diversion Woes

Man, I think I had my longest night’s sleep in a long long time. I think I might have slept somewhere between 8 and 9 hours.

😢

πŸ₯³

I did wake up a thousand times during the night, and it stormed for a good chunk of the night. The rain is a lot easier to sleep through as white noise than the random drops that fall once the rain itself stops. The random drops, sometimes quite loud, actually wake me up.

After waking up, I spent a little time organizing the inside of the van. Just as in my normal regular life prior to moving into the van, I’m just go go go all day before I drop into bed, so getting the efficient procedures nailed down for daily life in a van hasn’t happened yet. I just need to sit down and plan through how different processes work, so that I’m being efficient.

I did that just a slight bit today planning how to dispose of trash and recyclables. What I’ve been doing isn’t as efficient as I’d like it to be.

So my plan going forward is to have two little trash cans in the van, just like bedroom waste basket size. One will be for trash. The other will be for recyclables. One will have a Walmart grocery bag liner that when full gets tied off and dumped in my trash bin outside and recyclable one, won’t have a liner, and we’ll just get dumped into the recyclables bin when full.

My dumpster will be the Walmart Neighborhood market trash can. I figure that if I’m buying their food, then I can throw the food waste packaging away at their trash cans without feeling bad about using them. πŸ˜†

We’ll just exchange. As I walk into the store to buy new stuff, I’ll drop off the waste packaging That’s not recyclable from the previous stuff. πŸ™ƒ

I spent a crap ton of time redoing the whole Water diversion bump. It’s both better and worse than last time. It’s better as far as the drainage is concerned, but I’m afraid there’s a little too much dirt in it this time. Either that, or moving around soggy dirt is not as effective. I think, I’m hoping at least, and maybe I remember from the past, that making a speed bump when everything is already wet makes it feel like it’s going to be a crappy speed bump, but then it works out okay in the end.

I hope that’s the case. Lots and lots of rain, so it was damp work, not dry.

🀞

I was pretty discouraged by the results. πŸ˜• So much work and just… I’m not happy with the results.

After it rained again, it was almost muddy, and there’s not enough rock mixed in right now. Discouraging to spend so much time trying to make something really good, and to have it just… not be.

πŸ˜•

I also spent some time filling In the ditch that erosion was cutting in front of Jim’s house. It’s not done, but I got a decent amount of it filled in. Just need more fill.

Drove to Pea Ridge and bought picked up the brake pads that I had ordered for my mom’s car. I’ll change the brake pads tomorrow, probably both front and rear, but we’ll see what all needs to be done.

Took advantage of The AutoZone trash cans while I was there buying more stuff. πŸ™ƒ

Then I drove across the street to the neighborhood market, used their trash cans as well putting stuff in as I walked in the store to buy more stuff to bring back out. πŸ™ƒ

Bought some Popsicles and soda.

So healthy. πŸ˜…

Haven’t been eating so well since my mental health has taken an even sharper turn for the worse.

Hey, but at least I’m recycling again. πŸ™ƒ

Little by little. I might survive.

Paul had left a moving blanket inside Rover when they were done helping us move, so I drove over to his place on the west side of Pea Ridge to drop off the moving blanket. Popsicles were starting to melt a little bit, I had Paul eat two of them while we chatted. πŸ˜†

After getting home, I offered the Popsicles to Jim and Landon, but they weren’t interested. They were weeding the garden. I helped them weed ever so briefly before we tried to use the tractor to push the t-posts into the ground to get the fence set up around the pond area, so we can put the goats in the pond area to eat down the vegetation and help seal the pond.

I ran over to Stevie and Risa’s really quickly and gave them the Popsicles and told them to put them in their freezer. πŸ™ƒ

We tried pushing the t posts in with the tractor, but after being successful on the first post, the next post bent in half and mashed the cattle panel along with it. We tried one more, but it was about ready to bend the same way, so I resigned myself to needing to do it by hand.

Just too many rocks.

That’s going to be one heck of a lot of work getting that fence set up. I’ve probably only finished maybe a fifth of it? Maybe a 6th?

Smacked myself on the head pretty good with the t-post driver. Have a goose egg about the size of a silver dollar. Fortunately, no split scalp or cracked skull.

I’m a magnet injury. πŸ™ƒ

Did I mention that on moving day I accidentally inhaled muriatic acid vapor?

Burning out my sinuses and lungs.

I think I’m all back to normal now, but that dropped me In a hurry. I was thinking maybe it was a bottle of bleach, so I was going to smell what was in it. I pulled the cap off, stuck my nose to it, inhaled and dropped.

I think I recovered pretty quickly, actually. Next day or two.

I get hurt a lot. I work really hard. I don’t know how to not work really really really hard. Unless I’m busting my butt, I don’t really feel like I’m working.

Speaking of working, I kept pounding in t-posts and setting stock fence panels until after the sun went down, getting rather wet, as it was still raining while I was doing everything.

It’s easier to pound in t posts when the ground is wet. Definitely trying to take advantage of that. I’ll try and finish the fence around the pond tomorrow. Cross your fingers for me, eh? πŸ™

My mom had invited me over for dinner, and initially I had declined, but I miss giving her hugs good night, so I figured I’d swing by to at least give her a hug.

Of course, she fed me, and that was good because I still hadn’t taken my prednisone pills for the day. I did find them, fortunately, so I went over there, ate some food, took some pills, moved her cedar chest from the basement to her office room with Thomas’s help, chatted with her. Chatted with Thomas. Then I headed home.

It’s 11:40. I’m sitting in my Civic, about ready to make the transition from my Civic to Rover. Contemplating the tick and chigger possibilities, as I’m in bare feet right now and need to walk 20 ft through tick infested grass. πŸ˜†

Less depressed today. Still not good. Discouraged. Lonely.

Trying to find reason and purpose for life but not very successfully.

🀷

~ stephen

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