Wonderful!

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That nap, and some time off work for good behavior... mostly... has helped a great deal.  My legs are no longer working like wooden blocks.  The pains have eased a good deal as well.  And, while I was sleeping, about two hours in, the burning left.  It left so greatly that I started to freeze enough that my toes hurt.  Yeah, well.  I gathered every blanket I had, plus the bedspread, created a pocket for my feet, bundled in, and that was enough that I could sleep through the freeze of seeming space.  I slept another three to four hours.

I just needed extra sleep.  The nap will help me push into tomorrow to get some things done.  A few phone calls, maybe some shopping.  Tonight I want to figure out a simple worm bin.  A single five gallon pail, with a lid in which I cut the center out, for air, but far enough in that the worms can't, if they can, crawl up the sides and out and up the air shaft.  With shredded paper, soil mix, and eggshells, I merely need to water the paper, then hand ring it, as a base, mixed with soil and eggshells, then have some dry shreds for on top.  I thought about doing a double, but this is really just a temporary home until I can find larger double bins, say 20~25 gallon double totes.  If I can get a better price on multiples, that would even be better.  I wouldn't mind having up to three systems going, if I can support it.  Though, in time, I may experiment with other worms, such as the red wriggler.  Why?  Because I can!  Well, and there are reasons for other worms.  red wrigglers are slightly more cold tolerant.  Though the difference is so slight that, if one can survive here, the other can too, probably.  Because. I. can.

Next month maybe, or the month following much more likely, I hope to get enough wood to put in a couple of raised beds, x 12" or 16" for 4'x4's.  Next month I will definitely be putting in a small section of x 6" 2'4"x6'~8' flower beds, and maybe a bit more around the side of the house.  Changes are coming.  As are growing things and things to grow.  Oh, I will be ordering, reordering, asparagus and rhubarb tomorrow.

It has been a blast lately.  I am hoping to keep it going.  I still have much to do.  The gutters I do have need cleaned.  Then I need to consider how and where I would like to add gutters for eventual water storage.  There are rock gardens, from the last owners, which need reset.  Glass, outside and in, to wash.  Weeds to attempt to kill with homemade goodies... or would those be called baddies?  Lots and lots to do and just one me.  I'll be continually burning my circuits and having to let them repair and then get back to it.  Better to work, at first, when it is still cool, hopefully to work up a tolerance so when the heat hits, I can... continue if at a lower pace.  I still have old tasks I never got to... the chicken coop roof project, for example.  Ugh.  Because, if the gardening and work goes ahead this year, and maybe next, I might really consider chickens.  The roof and cleaning out the hutch, perhaps setting up some things out there would be required too.

I hope to do more shredding tonight, off and on.  As well as washing the dishes that are in there, drying those and putting them up.  Then a shower.  And finally setting up the last of the worst of the dishes, as well as getting a couple of compost bags out.  Tomorrow, hopefully, I will find the parts for the compost center (30' of 1/2" grid wire, 8 t-posts, and bailing wire) and begin on that.  I may also buy a few bags of peat moss and coconut coir to mix in with the rest.  I'm just not sure I'll have enough carbons and hope these things will help.  Yeah, probably more than I need, and not always the greatest sources, but it's... a learning process.  I'll figure it out or bull through or not.

Anyway, as I woke, the fire returned.  Nothing like almost literally feeling as if something is burning on the surface of the skin.  It's as if it's not quite getting through the layer that is burning, but the heat is warming things up if not charring.  My skin is cool to the touch, save for my hands and face which are just the opposite, exacerbating the difference at a touch.  Well, first a bit of waking, another episode of Penny Dreadful.  Then dishes, compost, a shower, and setting up more dishes.  On my way.  Later.