06 November, 2008

Backyard Burnout

Have you ever gotten to that place where if you sow another seed or pluck another weed, you might just take a torch to the whole damned lot? With the time and space that separates we few, proud gardeners, it's easy to feel as if you're the only one.

I am in that place.

I swear to all that's holy, if I dig one more spadeful of dirt for our patio, or transplant one more seedling, I will go insane! It's been a few days since my last real garden blitz. I spent most of Sunday afternoon digging, planting, watering, weeding, organizing, and mending the garden while hubby hid away in the shed, sawing up something for my upcoming birthday.

Truthfully, there's not much to do, and I think that's part of the problem. Perhaps that sounds odd, but when there was a full spring planting to manage, and the start of our patio to spur us on, motivation was much higher. But now that we're out of money for chicken house supplies, we've gotten most of the garden situated, and with the patio project seeming so endless, I've temporarily lost my zeal.

Of course, "real life" is always a factor, events conspiring to present distraction after distraction. As you read this, the City Mouse should be penning eleven 500-word articles on the benefit of some weight-loss plan I've never heard of and working up two more pieces for the environmental mag. Ah, the joys of freelance writing.

The house needs cleaning, not much, but a good tidying for sure. And the emotion of the last two days, of these amazing and life-changing electoral times, has done much to split my focus. Even the fly buzzing around our dining table has it's tiny little mind set on disturbing my flow.

What is the cure for general feelings of disinterest and lack of motivation?

Get away from it!

Okay, so maybe my time would be better spent working on the piles of things that need, and deserve, my attention, but not this weekend. Nope, no sir. The City Mouse and spouse are heading off to the wine country. A quiet cabin in the Barossa Valley is paid for and waiting, with our names on it. One night free of house and garden, deadlines and bills, oh it will be bliss.

It may only be a single night, but last night showed us what amazing change just one day can bring. Perhaps this is just the renewal and change I need.


The W.O.W. factor said...

Change is healthy for the mind and the spirit. It rejuvenates! Enjoy your weekend away!

Maggie ~:) said...

Yep, sometimes you just need to get away to clear your head. I have a "secret location" I shuffle myself off to when work gets too unweildy at the office. Usually, once I return a mere 10-15 minutes later I'm refreshed enough to get back to the task at hand.

suzan said...

Hope you enjoyed it!

Kelly the City Mouse said...

W.O.W. - Thank you! It was a lovely gift from my husband's boss to thank me for putting up with hubby working so much lately, and as a pay bonus for hubby doing all this overtime. It's a welcome thing.

Mags - I so need a magic spot. I've had one in all of the 18 states I've lived in, but none here, yet. Having a car would help, I think lol

Suzan - It's guaranteed we will! Heading out Saturday morning, in time to get up to wine country early enough for the local farmers market. Yummmm. Fresh, local fruit, cheese, and eggs for brekky.

RazorFamilyFarms.com said...

Have a beautiful time, sis. Take pictures so the rest of us can enjoy it too!!! :)