Finish Line

Today, I inducted a new Toastmasters Board of Directors. I’ll continue to attend Board meetings as past-president, but am there as an advisor. I don’t imagine that the workload will be anything like the workload I just relinquished, and I’m deeply grateful for that. I’m exhausted.
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In Praise of Progress

I have complained bitterly about some of the challenges of living with my mom (I mailed some of the pointless mail when we were out just the other night, actually! But she doesn’t send me with it alone regularly— brings it when we’re out together. I can deal with that.) But yesterday, we had such a reasonable conversation— when I got home, I told her my plan for dinner and said “are you hungry? Because I can start dinner now if you’re starved, but if not, I’d like to take care of a few things before I do that.”

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Cred

I don’t spend a lot of time, anymore, worrying about whether I’m smart. That’s not to say that I’ve never had insecurity in this area, or that I think I’m smarter than everyone (or even anyone), or that I know everything about everything. But generally speaking, I’m not afraid that I’m stupid. I’ve satisfied any insecurity I had on that score.

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Burned

After college, I came home and lived with my folks for 13 months. I swear I wasn’t a nightmare. I worked, I paid them a little something when I was able to do so, and it mostly went well. I did notice that even though I had been living off-campus with a roommate my senior year of college, I reverted somewhat, when I came home, and I felt bad about it.

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Garden, Finally

I started my seeds early, this year, and had pretty strong success with seedlings. I’ve enjoyed a full crop of indoor herbs planted in January (basil, dill, cilantro, chives, plus some chives and sage that were bought mid-cycle.) I had early return crops of lettuce, collards, one very robust green onion, and bok choi, and in March, I sowed early outdoor seeds of peas, carrots, radish, spinach, beets, and garlic starts. I got nothing from the spinach, carrots, and radish, but the garlic, peas, and beets are underway, at various stages.

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Hitting a Deer

This is not about what’s right or permissible for anyone but me. I am related to hunters, I understand and respect (for the most part) their argument, but I’ve always known that I didn’t have it in me to follow that path myself. There have been times that I wished that I did. The dog mostly killed a rabbit last year. It wasn’t moving, but I could see its eye looking around, dilating with fear when it saw me, seeming to cloud with pain. I knew that my job was to hit it with the shovel I had brought to move its body to where he couldn’t get to it. I really, really tried to hit it with the shovel, and I’m ashamed to say that I could not, no matter how much I was clear that it was an act of mercy meant to shorten the terror and suffering the rabbit was enduring. I used the shovel to move it as gently as I could away from where he could get to it, I put it someplace peaceful, and I came back later to confirm it was dead and to dispose of the carcass. Which was followed by a horrific stretch involving repeated encounters with maggots that I’ll just spare you.

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