Sleep deprivation

The sleep deprivation is nearing its end. Just a couple of more days. It is funny, i was going to sleep in yesterday, do my grocery shopping then go into work. But no, i wake up 1/2 hour before my alarm would have gone off if i had set it. What the hell is up with that.

So i had a leisurely breakfast, went to winco (i hate that store) because fred meyer was not open yet. then went to work. Just about done with all the tax prep. after that it will be review of work and such things as the partners want done (extensions or billing, i don't know) then party on Wednesday.

Scott was really sweet yesterday. i came home from work and he had cleaned the kitchen. it is nice to come home after working a full day and realize you can just relax. I actually squeezed in a nap before dinner.

On the home front - this is where the stairs are - Scott needs to make more steps. soon they will all be beautiful as these. Scott and i are talking about making a dump run then getting compost for the veggie and flower beds. i am just itching to work outside.

Heron and hail

Last week i finished the tiles. Here they are. Some of the colors did not come out as i hoped, but they are good enough. I think it will look nice when Scott attaches it to the wall where the banister use to be. It will save him the effort of repairing the damage from the removal of the old banister.

The stair remodel has been dragging on due to salmon fishing. Scott hopes to catch one soon and there is only so much time do it in, so the stairs fall to the back burner.

The weather today is crappy typical Portland weather. i had hopes that i could do a bit of yard work today. I wanted to put in some edging on the back 40 and plant some shade plants there in front of all the rhododendrons, but no, too cold and wet.


At least this weather is an improvement of the bazaar stuff that fell from the sky last week.
It would be sunny one minute, big fluffy snow falling the next, and ultimately tons of hail or freezing rain. that is spring (or nearly so) in Portland.

Even though it is technically not spring, i call it spring as soon as the daffodils start coming up.