Fall is definitely here. It’s 39 degrees this morning and full of chill. I so don’t like the cold, as I have made perfectly clear on here, many, many times. Oh well…it is what it is and I have no control over it, at this point. It’s not like I can just pack up and head toward warmer weather to avoid the cold. I’d love to move to a warmer year round climate but I am where I am at and I need to just make the best of it.
Winterizing of our little gypsy camp needs to happen. I have a feeling this winter is going to be a really cold one and the more we are prepared for that, the better. Not doing so raises propane costs and decreases the level of attainable warmth over the winter. Skirting the trailers, making sure the heating systems are working properly, insulating windows. It’s a little bit of work but the end result is so worth it.
Mr. Enzo’s foot is healing nicely. He no longer wants a bandage on his foot. For the first couple of days, he did really great with the bandages. He didn’t lick or chew at them and was able to walk just fine, no limp. Yesterday, he started limping with the bandage on so I took it off and tried re-wrapping it, again, thinking maybe I had done it a little bit too tight.
Lance took the dogs for a walk and Enzo lost his bandages somewhere along the way. The biggest wound started bleeding a little bit, but Lance just happened to have blue tape on him and taped it up. When they got home I took the tape off, cleaned the wound up a little bit and left it unbandaged for the night.
This morning, the wound appears to be doing well. I sprayed it with liquid bandage. We shall see how he does on the walk. Lance has put the blue tape in his pocket, again, though I urged him to take the bandages we have available here. Oh well. I’m hoping there isn’t a need for anything anyway. Fingers crossed.
I started winterizing the garden, yesterday. It looks so naked!! I haven’t taken down all of the sunflowers, though. I’m finding it difficult to take down the ones with flowers still in full bloom. I know I need to just get over it, but…well, they are pretty and I want to keep as much pretty in my world as possible for as long as possible.
My coneflowers (Echinacea) are doing really great and still blooming. I think I am going to leave them alone for a bit longer, as well. I know I can’t hold on to Summer forever, but I’m going to try. 🙂
I had a dream, last night. I was taking the real estate agent courses, along with the real estate appraiser classes. In my dream, I was arguing with someone about why I was taking both courses. I don’t know who it was (dream vagueness), but it was someone important to me. This person ended up saying something along the lines that they thought it was a horrible idea for me to be taking either course, I just wasn’t going to be able to make it work, I didn’t have a nice enough car or wardrobe to be successful in real estate. I argued with them, despite feeling absolutely crushed by this person’s words. The dream slowly faded out after that.
What does it all mean? I have no idea. I just know I woke up this morning and it was one of the first thoughts I had after my morning kissy face with Achilles. The feelings of disappointment stuck with me while making coffee and through the beginning of this post, so I thought I would write about it, hoping to help those dream feelings go away. Unfortunately, the feelings from that dream haven’t lessened after talking/writing about it.
Fear of failure? Fear of success? Heck. I don’t know. Obviously, my subconscious is trying to communicate something to me. I guess maybe I need to do a pros and cons list, or something like that. Or maybe create a plan and then decide if I feel the plan is feasible or just a fantasy. I’m making no decisions, one way or the other, at this point. It is apparent that I have more thinking to do.