It’s 5:30am, and the movers are coming in three hours. Â Fortunately, after a Herculean and sometimes Sisyphean-feeling effort, we’re ready for them.
Well, almost ready. Â Ready enough. Â There is still a bit of stuff festooning the tops of furniture, but mostly either packing related stuff (markers, tape, packing material) or junk that can be thrown away. Â There is still detritus on the floor, but the big stuff has been put in big black contractor bags and set aside for the extra garbage pickup on Monday. Â And the giant pile of Goodwill items has been put aside for the charity that’s picking them up.
Fortunately for us, the delivery of the refrigerator is proceeding on schedule; we got a call yesterday saying they’d be there between 7am (!) and 11am today. Â Which meant we needed to get up way early, so Mike can go over with The Fuzz and “hold the fort” for the appliance delivery people, while I deal with the movers when they arrive at 8:30.
Such a momentous occasion, moving into our first house – but I have to admit, all I can think about is what last-minute items we missed, the laundry that still needs to be done, the delicate/expensive items that need to be loaded up into the car for moving ourselves.
And, of course, the terror of the zucchini, which continues apace:
If we don’t move in fast, we may find no house, only green leaves festooned with zucchini!
And, it’s starting to blossom (only male flowers so far, however):
Zucchini creating more zucchini! Â It’s a wonder they haven’t taken over the earth.
Not nearly as scary as zucchini, but a bit alarming nonetheless:
I think the correct phrase for a patch of mint is “an exuberance of mint”. Â It certainly does seem exuberant, anyway; it’s a good thing it’s in a pot.
Off to do more laundry! Â (I know that’s a bit odd while waiting for the movers, but the washer and dryer won’t be delivered until July 5, so I’m washing everything I possibly can before we move out, hoping to postpone the inevitable trip to the laundromat.)
I hope mint is good for dyeing. I planted it my first year in Baltimore, and dug it up for the next 20 years. But you can always use it in your chocolate making!
one year we had a dearth of bees around here and I had to go out to my squash plants and perform artificial insemination procedures with a q-tip….it worked. I’m going to talk with the blueberry lady about planting some of her kind in the part of my garden that seems reluctant to push up other stuff. I think the soil might be right for that.
Let me know if you need any q-tips (-;
in all your copious spare time, you can cook & eat the zucchini blossoms 🙂