Somewhere along the way, Sunshine and Mr B got it into their heads that the goal for us all was to have a three hour workday.
As nice as it sounds, I don’t know that it’s a very attainable goal. There’s no way I could consider myself having a three hour workday, even if we took all the hours I worked in the last year and divided it by 365 (and this isn’t even taking into consideration the hours I worked at an actual job in the last year).
Today alone, I have:
- spent two hours picking blackberries
- spent around an hour in the garden harvesting squash and turnips
- spent another hour and a half (and still counting) blanching and freezing squash
- spent a bit of time freezing blackberries
Still on the agenda for today:
- go back and help Sunshine and Biff pick the other half of the blackberry patch
- clean up the mess I made blanching and freezing
- finish freezing blackberries and squash
- water the garden and the compost heap
- empty the compost bucket into the compost heap
- help cook dinner
- and whatever else Sunshine comes up with to do
Now, during the winter (late December through early February), there might be some days that are delightfully idle, but I don’t know that they’ll make up for the activity packed days that go on from late February through almost Christmas.
I don’t know where Sunshine gets his ideas, but I think I’d rather not smoke whatever he was smoking when he came up with that three hour workday shit, because that’s just delusional.
final note: what’s the difference between illusions and delusions? Illusions are the ways I try to fool you. Delusions are the ways I try to fool myself.