I’ve made twelve quarts of refrigerator pickles now and I am anxiously urging my tomatoes to ripen before our weather gets real cold. I read somewhere tomatoes need sun and at least 75 degrees… well, this is northern MN and they’re probably not going to get any more of that. Between the refrigerator pickles and our bountiful green beans I am totally stoked to say our garden has more then paid for itself (minus building it as I figure that’s a one time thing) so, if they ever do ripen, the tomatoes will literally be free and they mean I will not have to buy tomato anything all next year.
It is not the leaves changing, the cooler temperatures, or the calendar that make it clear fall is here for me. Nope, in our house, there is just one thing that says “fall is here” and it is my husband out bow hunting for deer. Joe text me Sunday night: I got one. So, I gathered enough light for our garage, set up a table out there and covered it in plastic. I brought half a dozen knives, a cutting board and a couple of bowls with me. This time butchering a deer was a little different for us. We kept the back strap and the filet and then all we had to do was d-bone the rest of the meat and bag it up. For the first time ever Joe decided to save up and treat us by taking this deer in to be processed into summer sausage, deer sticks and jerky. (I am aware that I am the weirdest chick on the planet to feel “spoiled” because we took one deer in for processing instead of doing it all ourselves but, seriously, this was treat!) We’re getting 50 pounds back at $3.50 per pound and that’s still not an incredible deal.
(If you’re packing meat to freeze then you know as well as I do that the old freezer paper and tape trick only goes so far. In fact the only way I’ve found to keep our meat safe in the freezer past a couple of months is to vacuum seal it – I hate that we’re using plastic and only throwing it away later but I’ve also found that the trade off of not having to support the beef industry makes it worth it for us. This is the vacuum sealer that we have and I found these bags in bulk that cuts our cost down to less then $20 for the entire year!)
It was an even bigger treat because Joe and I have been fighting a bronchial chest cold for the last week. All I’ve wanted to do was sleep and sit, my entire chest just aches from coughing. But, of course, our lives don’t stop just because we feel like crap. This is Joe’s favorite time of the year, he is more happy out in the woods alone watching and taking care of the wildlife then doing much of anything else and no amount of feeling crappy could stop him. He also wants to get his hunting done long before the rifle hunters descend on our area in a few weeks.
On Friday we had a bon fire and family/friends over which always means us in my horse pasture giving my gelding kisses in the middle of the night while he looks at us, half asleep, like we’re crazy drunk women (which we are).
(Something I’m just loving this month is Amazon Prime Music (Try the 30-Day Free Trial). Whenever I hear a new song on the radio that I like I grab my phone and add it to my playlist (there’s an free app) we listened to my playlist half the night Friday using my blue tooth speaker and whenever someone called out a request all I had to do was grab my phone type it in and play it – no ads, just music. I had planned to cancel my membership after the 30 day free trial but I’ve decided to spoil myself and keep it. It is $7.99 a month unlimited.)
Saturday and Sunday we had no plans so I, of course, had several projects I couldn’t wait to complete. What did I get done? I made four quarts of refrigerator pickles and I think I loaded the dishwasher once. That’s it. Nada. I. Was. Worthless. At least last weekend I finally managed to complete a project that’s been in hiatus for weeks: my workshop stools. I’ll be posting about them in a month or two but – aren’t they cute!?
A few weeks ago I told you guys about how I tackled our guest bedroom closet and finally filled it with shelves and a rod and I organized and put a whole bunch of stuff away that, until then, didn’t have a home. I took advantage of the extra space and cleared out my office and two other closets besides, getting rid of a bunch of stuff etc. So satisfying! That room has been my most neglected space since we moved in and I’m literally just chomping at the bit because I only have a couple more things to do and I just can’t seem to get them done! I have all of the materials just sitting down in my workshop waiting for me and there was just no way I was dragging my coughing self down there…
*deep breaths* I know it will get done, it doesn’t have to be RIGHT NOW. Just gotta figure out how I can make myself believe that lol! Here’s a shot of my workshop when I first dove into building those stools and until I get a couple more projects done I fear its not gonna get any more organized, it is still my happy place though 🙂 I have a table coming to me from my mom and now my workshop stools means that, for the first time, I’ll have a surface to work on and a place to sit down there too!
Other things that have been driving me crazy because I can’t seem to get them done: One more gate on the deck, literally I’ve spent HOURS UPON HOURS on MULTIPLE projects on the deck over the past two months (including the other gate) and this one last little gate is all I have left to do, its like the easiest project ever and…. its been like four weeks *bangs head on desk* I also need to get “after” pictures finished of the entire deck besides that one gate and what happens every time I have the time when I’m at home when the sun is actually not setting or gone totally? It rains. It, like, REALLY rains, or it JUST rained and the deck is soaked. Sighs… Fortunately I took my own advice this year and I’m a few weeks ahead on the blog so I’m not watching the deadline loom over me like the reaper.
I’m crossing my fingers that this Sunday will give me enough time to build the last gate, take pictures of everything and call my outside blog projects DONE for this year. Saturday we have one last golf tournament which is always both sad and a little bit of a relief for me. Once the golf clubs get put away for the winter we know quieter weekends are ahead to focus on us, for Joe to hunt and, of course, for me to focus on my own projects 🙂