I am sooooo taaarrrred tonight. The Commander was *not* a hoarder. But stuff accumulates when you live in a house for a long time. The Comm worked for years before her death to get rid of all of her stuff. But there is still a lot a stuff and we worked on triaging what remains of that stuff for many hours today.

I have to tell you that the GG is the absolute master of the universe in this endeavor. He has been up here for the whole week with the Frog Hopper and the loverly old Courtois trailer. He has taken loads (with my blessing) to the “good will” and loads to the moomingarage where we are staging for loads to various places. Dogmomster was the window washing wizard today and she lent me her fancy new vee-hickle when I had to make an emergency bubble-wrap run to Woldemort.

It would’ve been nice to spend the whole day at the moomincabin but it was a Work Weekend. We took a bit of a break in the early afternoon and got food to go at Clyde’s Drive-in. We took it over to Goosepoop Park to eat so the dogz could get out of the car for a bit.

On the way back to the Squatter’s Paradise, we encountered this bee-yo-tiful baby blue tug-barge thingy going upbound above the Poe Lock.

After that, we did some more work at the SP. Eventually, the Frog Hopper and trailer were full and we headed back out to the beach. We were all pretty much out of energy by then. Dogmomster and I both (separately) walked the beach. We all sat on (or near) the beach for a while. But not together. I made it a point to stay away from the others. I needed some alone time and I bet the others did too. When I was “young”, I sometimes mistook my own crankiness (on an otherwise fine day) to be due to perceived faults of some other person. Nowadays I know that I am just plain cranky sometimes, particularly in the mid-to-late afternoon. Other people may or may not be misbehaving (and they certainly weren’t today) but it is MEEEEE who is the problem. No one (including meeeee for the most part (I don’t think)) was misbehaving today but spacification was a good thing anyway.

We reconvened for dinner and the mean old grunchie old grinchie joined us and that is about all…

Love y’all and good night.

2 Responses to “Faaaa-whoosh!”

  1. Margaret Says:

    That’s what is so great about being a runner (or walker); if I’m feeling cranky or needing to be alone, I can just say I’m going off for a run. I need away from people time. I work around teenagers and adults(supposedly!) all day long and definitely like my own company sometimes. xoxo

  2. Paulette Says:

    The moominbeach serves our many moods. It inspires us to strike out on our own when we need to; and serves as a wonderful canvas for more social events. Glad that you’re making progress at the SP. Hope you can relax a bit more today, and that all of you are doing a rain dance.