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What’s the saying? Stick out like a sore thumb? Something like that?

Yeah. That’s how I’ve been feeling in my real world life – esp. at work – more and more. I feel like there is NOTHING here that is really me – nothing here that I do at work that is authentic (and actually work related. The online stuff doesn’t count.)

I don’t talk to my coworkers, I don’t talk to my boss, I come to work, I eat lunch alone, I do the little bit of work that I have to do, and I go home – where my real life begins.

I started with this – that little black area in the bottom corner is the garden bed from last year – the one with the transplanted strawberries, and the one lovely sprig of quince.

Then I built these.

And then, two days, 600 pounds of compost and peat moss, some REALLY messed up cuticles, 20 something bags of seeds, a couple of feet of yarn, and about 40 pounds of sweat later – I ended up with this…

The screens are protecting the once AGAIN transplanted strawberries from the sun, as I wanted to move the old bed and resize it. I was suprised to find, as I moved the berries, that I had *thinks* seven? plants that survived from last year – I thought it was just one or two plants that had spread a lot.

I’m doing square foot gardening, and I’m growing a SHITEload of stuff.

This is my life.

My home.

My loves –

That stuff up there – that’s what really matters to me. And more and more, it’s getting harder and harder to pull myself away, to go to a job that I hate with people that I’m getting closer to downright despising, to earn the money that’s still (but much less than before) needed to keep that stuff up there going. In fact if it wasn’t for that stuff up there, I would have been out of here a long time ago.

I’m not bitter or anything, I’m just achingly homesick.

And I’ve only been away from home for 4 hours.

ETA: And I’m about to go back! Good Friday, INDEED!

Girl-Interrupted

April 6, 2007

I hear ya about what is real in one’s life and one is not. I felt the same way when I was working. There was ntohing real about me there. LOVE the garden set up. I am so JEALOUS. What are you growing and how in the world did you get all the dirt and peat moss there?

I’m going to talk to Rich about doing some container planting on our back patio for tomatoes and such. You’ve inspired me. That’s saying something given that we’re talking about the potential for dirt under my nails which I loathe!!

naturescurl

I love your house and yard. I want to move in. I’m already tired of my crappy neighbors…and my job.

Break On Through.

🙂 I asw your pics earlier on Flickr. I wish I could get motivated enough to plant some raspberries. That’s what I want to grow.

Oh yeah, square-foot gardening is the way to go, all right. I am ACHING to get out there and dig but it’s still way too early here – it’s still occasionally freezing overnight. The upside is that I DO get to start a rock-my-socks all-new herb garden!!! I’m loving your boxes (not to sound personal or anything). I really need to post some piccies – my last shots were all bare and awful fromwhen we moved in here. If Turd Boy would ever get his butt out of bed and mow the dang LAWN, I might do that!! Thanks for sharing!!

I love the idea of how you’re gardening! My yard is shady, but something like that just might work in the sunny spots! Keep us posted with pics! And I hope this cold snap we’re having doesn’t damage any new transplants or seedlings! Be sure to cover them well! Work.. you sound a lot like me. I always have lunch alone and pretty much stay to myself, doing about a third of what I coulddo and about an eighth of what I know HOW to do! Maybe one day it’ll all work out for us!

Awesome!!!!!! You rock!

Talesia

April 7, 2007

I hear ya too. And man, who wouldn’t be homesick away from all that?

Jadalove

Girl, I could sign my name to the bottom of this. I have one friend at work. If it wasn’t for her (who I’ve known for 7 years) I’d never leave my cube. and the sad part it, I like it like that!

Thunder Road

I love seeing the progression of the garden. Kitty!!

You lie, you talk to me at work (on the intarweb, but still) all a time. 😀 -E. the tallest freak in the freak patch