This past weekend, we tackled more items from the seemingly endless to-do list around here. The weather was nice for most of the weekend and we were able to get a lot done.
Friday afternoon my mom came over to help me get a few things organized for the baby’s room and the basement spare room. We sorted through some of our food preservation items and then I realized that using that spare room as a place to store all our outdoor gear and Rick’s tools and workbench wasn’t really working anymore.
So Saturday, the first thing we did was move his work bench, cabinets and tools out of the basement and into the garage. Rick had surgery the previous weekend and was on weight restrictions for a week, so he, of course jumped into lifting heavy objects again the moment the restriction was up. He’s getting a pretty cool workspace set up in there, and that made a lot more room to convert the room in the basement into something useful.
We did various projects around the homestead. I’ve lost count, but no less than five were worked on, and some even got completed. Some of the projects turned out good enough to warrant their own future posts. ;) Rick spent more time cutting down the tree and we cleaned out the chicken coop since the weather was finally cooperative. We replanted the cukes, since none had come up and it had been about two weeks since the seeds went into the ground. I picked so many greens for every meal this weekend, and we grilled four times in two days.
I went ahead and put shingles on the roof of the beehive. Rick’s parents gave us some spare shingles they had up in their garage rafters, and it was enough to cover the hive. A good thing too, since the naked plywood was not loving our rainy spring. Then, to be honest we were wiped out.
By Sunday evening, we were both pretty tired. Monday we did a few projects (a very few) before I looked at Rick and said that I was spent. Rick was tired too, probably from doing too much too soon. Did I mention I’m 8 months pregnant? Yeah. And Rick just had surgery? Oh. Right. That’s why were were tired.
Rick put the bike rack on the 4Runner and we cleaned up all our tools. And then we went inside, made some pad Thai and watched a movie in the basement. I’m pretty sure we’re mad. Maybe we’ll try to rest next weekend a bit? Maybe. Only eight more weeks until baby (plus or minus a couple, of course). We’re feeling the last…erm… push, if you know what I mean.