Friday, June 4, 2010

Hands in the dirt

Dirty hands. Cool soil. Moist plants. Fresh earth.

Time-- invested. Hope--it'll grow. Love--planted.


I put in a little garden tonight in our "backyard". It felt so good to get my hands in the earth again...kinda made me miss my summer job at OARDC. There is something therapeutic about digging holes, feeling the dirt under your fingernails, and knowing that you're starting a plant's life. This is my first attempt at growing something solely on my own...and I really hope that life springs forth.

I think I needed that plant therapy after my week. It's not that I had a bad week or even too crazy...I just came into the week not feeling rested from the previous weekend and a little unprepared. So am really looking forward to having a few days off!

I should tell you about last weekend. It was...epic. And not in a good way. I worked Thursday and Friday nights. Friday night was my first time experiencing that shift and it was crazy! (which I hear, it was an unusual night) We ate out and the restaurant took forever with our 30+ bills and I was still in the office at 1:00am. Then I had to turn around and go back to work Saturday morning! So I finally get home Saturday afternoon and am looking forward to relaxing and the weekend! My one housemate and his family and friends were staying at our house because it was Sam's birthday last Friday. They decided to go to a Rockies game and that left me with the house to myself ...I was happy :) So I decided to take a shower before getting some supper. (Keep in my mind, I have a basement room and bathroom in the house...and people rarely come down there. RARELY.) I lock the bathroom door since I'm home alone and the doors are open upstairs. After my shower, I realize that the lock on the door is spinning around and around and has somehow unlatched from the doorknob. Leaving me...yes...that's right....locked in. I try EVERYTHING....I try slamming the door. Yanking on it from left to right. Up to down. I try taking off the hinges- but I don't have any tools so no luck there. I tried for a good 30-45 mins and then decided that I wasn't going anywhere. And surprisingly I didn't freak out too badly. Luckily, Sam's brother and sister-in-law were sleeping in the basement so I knew that whenever they got back, I would be saved. In the meantime, I cleaned the toilet really well(!), gave myself a manicure/pedicure, listened to the radio, straightened my hair, did my make-up, and eventually slept (yes, on the bathroom floor with sheets from the closet). They finally came home close to 3 a.m. and Sam's sister-in-law undid the screws on the outside and saved me! That was the longest 8 hours of my life (honestly)...at some points I just sat there, bored out of my mind.

That situation really made me re-think living alone or being alone in a house. Especially having the basement room and the fact that our house isn't very community-oriented....all make living downstairs a little scary. In that 8 hours I ran through all the worst case scenarios I could think of...including the fact that if people had not been sleeping down in the basement, I could have potentially been in there for a few days. No lie. Our house does not keep close tabs on each other and the guys only come downstairs to do laundry or grab the debit card.

But needless to say...I was somehow oddly blessed through that and made it out in one piece! That's not to say that I have a little phobia of that bathroom now and like to take my phone in there with me during shower time. The rest of my weekend was busy, but good. Went to a Rockies game on Sunday afternoon and baked in the sun for a few hours. And Monday I went to the Boulder Creek Festival downtown and had some fun there and then went to a BBQ at some church people's place.

This week we geared up for Summer camp at work...it begins this coming up Monday and should be crazy! They've hired 25 additional staff and are still hiring. It will be interesting working with new staff who don't know what they're doing, as well as meeting new kids. I think it will be fun and I'm mostly looking forward to it. Except for the long day part....should be tiring! I'm carpooling on Monday and picking up the first guy at 6:45 am. Boo.

I am looking forward to flying home Wednesday!! I am in my friend's wedding on the 12th and then my mom's family is getting together the following week. Should be nice to see some family I haven't seen in quite some time.

I am feeling...happy right now and look forward to the progress my plants will make.

Here's to hoping,
Lindsey

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