2016 has become the year I let the garden go, and I kind-of feel bad about that. It wasn’t intentional; it just happened. I finished off my schooling and had plenty of time to devote to the yard. I just didn’t feel like it. Here’s one of my pathetic garden patches.
I started out the season with good intentions, like I always do. I cut the grass regularly, and I watched for the first signs of real growth in the garden. Then I got distracted with just doing nothing. Then I began to focus more on creative writing (outside of the blogging world), and my time seemed to be taken up with the fictional world of characters inside my head who were clamoring to be written about.
Then it got too hot and too dry to bother with the yard. I was glad for the weeks on end of no rain because it meant no grass growth either. The only problem was the garden and the weeds. The darned weeds grow no matter what happens weather-wise. They grew so well this year that they choked out most of the flowers in the gardens.
Some of the flowers gave up altogether, others tried and are still there underneath the overgrowth, and some seemed to thrive despite it all. I noticed when cutting my wildly overgrown back yard last evening (for the first time in a couple of months!) that some of them don’t look all that bad. Others were pathetic.
I let some of it go out of spite. I figured if my (unhelpful) neighbor was going to poison some of the real plants I had planted (some given to me by friends and some gifts from my sons), then I wasn’t going to bother cleaning up the real weeds. I’d let them grow just to annoy him. Since he decided to come onto my property to spray poison in my garden, and he killed plants that I really cared about (and broke my heart) then he could deal with looking at the overgrowth in the entire yard. I’m spiteful that way. I guess that’s a classic case of passive aggressive behavior, huh?
Of course, it seems too late now to cut back the abundance of unwanted greenery. Some of the flowers have begun dying back naturally as August winds down. It won’t be long before it all begins to die a natural/seasonal death on its own. So I’ll procrastinate some more and let nature take its course.
I do feel a little remorse for letting my flowers down, but I really enjoyed the heck out of not slaving over the yard for a change. It reminds me a bit of the summer as a teenager at my parents’ house when I lay on the couch all summer long and read books. I remember my mother saying to me late in the season, “I don’t think you went outside once this summer.” Yessss!!!! That was my plan!
So I let the garden go this year, and I do feel bad about it. Just a little bit. Well, I suppose there’s always next year.
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Why is this stuff so hard? I just finished another paper for school, and I think what I wrote is crap. I probably will get a fairly decent grade, but I just don’t get why doing this stuff has become so hard to do. Wasn’t it easier when I started?
I have a fairly complicated day job where I have to keep track of many, minute details. If you ask me where a file is located our office, I can point you in the right direction (and we have hundreds of files to keep track of). If you ask me the status of a file, I could probably tell you without even looking at the file. If not, I could tell you within seconds of picking it up. I remember file numbers. I refer to most of them by their 5-digit matter number. I keep track of complicated docketing instructions. I have spent most of the year training a new docketing person. I answer questions all day long and can pull up all sorts of details and rules off the top of my head without even trying hard.
As far as schoolwork goes, I’m hopeless with the details lately. The courses I am taking are 7.5 weeks long per class. They are fast, and they are intense. We research details and case law over the course of each class. By the time we reach the seventh week, we are summarizing everything we’ve learned and researched into one final portfolio project. When I stop and look back at cases I pulled and papers I wrote during the first two weeks, I can’t recall doing them! I usually waste time having to re-read what I did or what I found. Today I looked at an assignment with case analysis that I did in the second week of class, and I don’t remember making those arguments or writing those words. It’s as if someone else did them.
I think my problem is that my head can only hold so much information, and as soon as the school information is used and posted, I forget it. It’s only needed for 7.5 weeks and then I don’t need it again. The work information has been part of me since 1997. I started working in the Intellectual Property law area in 1997 and did it for 4 years at one law firm. I left there and went to work at a start-up company where I loosely kept track of their patents for 9 years (I did many other things besides the patent tracking). I’ve been in my current job for 5 years, working in an IP law department at a different law firm. When you do something for so long, I guess it sticks with you.
I also have all the details in my head from my book-writing efforts. My characters have been with me for over 5 months. I’ve taken them through 10 months of their fictional lives thus far. Those details, facts and characters are very important to me, and I’m always plotting what they are up to. They reside in the back of my mind, and I spend a lot of time considering what they are saying and what they are doing next. I think they are more important to me than the schooling is right now.
I only have four more classes to go after this class ends – a torts class, a corporate law class, an advanced legal writing class and a capstone course to summarize the entire program. I will see it through, but it doesn’t mean as much to me as it did when I started. I have other things that are more important to me now, and procrastination has become my best friend. I put off assignments until the end of the week and then spend Friday evening and most of Saturday in Hell while I attempt to grind it all out. I will be glad to see the end. I can’t lie to you there.
My poor, tired mind will breathe a huge sigh of relief to be done. It’s been great, and it’s been very good for me personally and professionally. I just didn’t know it was going to be so hard to finish up!
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