Aristo! Aristo! A la lanterne!: 4-23-25 Wed/Log

Wednesday, April 23, 2025

4-23-25 Wed/Log

W: 310.4 BS: 154

Ooops.... forgot the insulin last night.

~~Taxi 1~~
~~Taxi 2~~
~~Dairy store~~
~~Cook dinner~~
Vacuum
~~Nursery?~~
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I've always been a proponent of using whatever space available, and whatever personal energy to hand, to turn a profitable goodness.

This bit of grass in front of our home was just big enough to park a vehicle, or be mowed as needed. Other than that just a green spot. A green spot that got sunlight and has water to hand which the rest of our yard does not.

For several years it was the dump spot for our Winter firewood. It was handy for that, but it left a scrap mess to be raked up every year. This year... no. I had a truckload of mushroom soil dumped there, and made a garden bed of it. For $60 I escaped the chore of raking up, tilling in lawn, and making a garden from scratch. All this took was raking and shoveling the soil to suit me.

Now, instead of a occasional parking spot, we have quadrupled our veggie garden space.

This patch is planted in tomatoes, basil, onions, and corn. Yet to be planted... Pole beans, peppers, and zucchini. Putting all those here left the raised beds free to expand the herbs and cukes, and add in new things like turnips, radish, and lettuce.

I feel.... rich, and thankful, and hopeful.

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Robert Heinlein

"Do not confuse "duty" with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect.

But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible. It is easier to deal with a footpad than it is with the leech who wants "just a few minutes of your time, please — this won't take long." Time is your total capital, and the minutes of your life are painfully few. If you allow yourself to fall into the vice of agreeing to such requests, they quickly snowball to the point where these parasites will use up 100 percent of your time — and squawk for more!
So learn to say No — and to be rude about it when necessary.
Otherwise you will not have time to carry out your duty, or to do your own work, and certainly no time for love and happiness. The termites will nibble away your life and leave none of it for you.

(This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don't do it because it is "expected" of you.)"