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Japanese routine :
Duolingo profile at level 20 : done already, first thing, before schoolbus even
Clozemaster (Japanese then Chinese, 10 sentences each) : done
BaltoSlav Japanese words and pictures : at least 25 cards up to ? : done 75+
Babadum Japanese at least 50 cards : done to 75
Duolingo profile at level 11 : done, second thing, when I turned my second daily alarm off on the phone
*growl* I should do some more WaniKani review, but I don't wanna -------------
I did fifteen cards the other day and that felt like a lot as I had to make notes on ten out of the fifteen. The format is much tougher - it's wrong it's just marked wrong AND doesn't come back up anytime soon unless it is related to another it is asking about - and it has konyomi readings which have to be spelled out perfectly as well as translation meanings.
I took a picture of the rosehips on the wild roses for someone I had given another type of rose plant to earlier this year. She keeps wondering why her rose cutting I gave her is dying back and then getting just a few new leaves etc... I told her just keep watering it enough and when it gets to be winter it will be dormant, then in the Spring she'll see the magic. (ie: pink 'confederate' style multilayered roses) The new leaves are a very good sign that it has grown much more root (it had 2 inches when I repotted it for her).
Should I go and get chicken feed today? It is in a different town than the place I went for groceries yesterday. It is perhaps going to rain tomorrow, and then I work for three days (also raining). There is still plenty of chicken feed - but I'm twitching whether I should go and do it while I have brain and time, and if the vehicle wasn't being tetchy it wouldn't really be a question of anything more than pushing myself out the door. I should find some sort of plastic bin to put the backup battery in in the back of the truck, and then I'd feel better about that. It would fit temporarily in my big toolbox if I took everything else out of it.
One of our older dogs, the one that hardly ever goes outside for more than two minutes, decided to go out the front door when I was getting the elderly cat in this morning. She ran off up the road nose to the ground. And she finally came back in with Charlotte now after about an hour. I would have chased her this morning but she was doing the 'ha ha you can try but you can't catch me' and hasn't actually wanted out there in months... so I shrugged and said 'ok'.
Drink more coffee... think. I sort of feel like today is in a holding pattern as I'm waiting on our paycheck to pay the bills, but don't have work or anything else that is actually required. I don't feel fired up to cook anything in particular. And that chicken feed bin is nearly full. They will eat the stuff from the other store (that is open more hours than the one I would go to today, and also open on Sunday where this one is not), but I can definitely smell the difference between the two (commercial bigbox store stuff is darker, and smells like soy sauce) and have noticed that they eat this Amish-feed-and-tack-store stuff so much more willingly than the other, chasing handfuls of it across the yard etc.
timmas spred sig bra:
illustrations for the little cat book
my daughter had made me a really excellent cover image, but she was too shy to make any more for the interior of the book
I keep telling myself I should do a bit more on that. I should really do a lot more on several of the stories that are 'ready but not ready.... ' They say if you keep holding it back because you don't think it's good enough it is really just that you're scared to give it away into the world where others will now see these thoughts. That is very true with House of Sunlight, because those stories are of a 'wait, what, you broke my brain' twisted nature, as most of them began as dreams. But the cat book is 'safe', mindless little cat story that is about being cute and even so, the grammar doesn't really matter as much because it is told by a cat. Like that fox nine book I read. But still, I never wrote the last story I had intended to (and my undercurrent says so? make that the sequel, if it ever happens) but the book has well enough to stand on it's own at the same time with the five stories that are written in it.
**lots of work today**... with still trying to keep it simple
I got somewhere:
I submitted my little cat book for final review, without ordering a proof of it - I think it has one spelling error in it, maybe I can fix after they review it, the ebook thing pointed that out to me (it was in a name).
Throughout this heat, I've been making sure to water some every night. And it is finally supposed to rain some tomorrow. Harvested more basil and arugula tonight, washed and chopped them, and put them in the freezer. I think I'll have to put that in a tomato sauce if I want Esme to eat any of it at all. Or I can make another egg frittata with it. There is another flush of little green tomatoes coming on two of the plants, and the cucumbers want to do something, again. The peppers aren't sure, they took a beating in this hot weather, shedding some of their leaves, but they're thinking of blooming again. There are little tendrils of potato leaf coming up above the soil where I had planted the potatoes last week.
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