Have a good week, everyone!

Last week was warm and this week is following the trend too. I was feeling anxious about it so I dug into the pile of wood chips that was housing a bunch of 5 gallon buckets which were in turn housing a bunch of seeds that we were stratifying over the winter. Germination had started, but just barely.

The good news is that I caught them before the buckets became a mass of super delicate roots I’d have to tease apart. Last time I missed that window I killed 80% of the seedlings I tried to relocate, but I transferred maybe a hundred Spicebush (Lindera benzoin) seeds into one of our air prune boxes, alongside a few dozen Seaberry (Hippophae rhamnoides) that went into their own box (I’m not allowed to sell them but oh well). And scratch tests on cuttings from last fall are promising!

The bad news is that I’m not sure if my Pawpaws (Asimina triloba) are okay, and I had really hoped I’d have a better idea about where they’re at. I’ve had issues in the past keeping them wet enough and I may have overcorrected; hopefully some will germinate and grow but I’m a little sad about having to possibly go another season before I’ll get another chance.

Frustrating on some (A lot of) aspects but better this week than before. Hanging in there which seems to be my motto as of late. Lots of things I want to do, plenty of things I need to do but nothing I really feel like doing. Meh. Is this weeks’ word.

Well, I’m not on Beehaw, but my roommate pulled a hit & run while (I suspect) high on ketamine last week then tried to get me help them hide the vehicle in the garage. Luckily no one was hurt and the people caught up to them and they didn’t get away with it.

This is not the first time ketamine has been a problem with them. Now they’re refusing to even admit it was a hit & run and I’ve had to give them an ultimatum to either go to rehab or gtfo.

I’m officially done with 2024, had to get my dog/best friend of 15 year put down in the first week of January this year because she had a seizure and couldn’t stand or keep her eyes still so she was falling over all night, now my cat is at the vet and I’m not sure if he will make it and I have to get my other dog put down because he’s the little cunt that did it to him, sorry but that’s the only apt description of how I feel about him now.

So now I’m in this weird feeling, knowing this dog who 99.9% of the time was a great good little cute as fuck boy, he just had to fucking do this so now he’s going and I’m beyond angry at him, but I want to hug him and tell him how much I’ll miss him, I’m just broken atm.

So yeah, sorry to be a downer but I have literally no one to talk to about it, so you fine group of people will suffice.

Update: Cats all good, he got lucky with only minor scratches and a bit sore, so that’s something good, but yeah can’t trust the dog anymore…