Saturday, October 26, 2024

Why So Hard?

Inspirational song: Easy to Be Hard (Hair)

After a long day of cleaning, both here and with my friend, all I wanted to do was lie in bed and watch the football game. I tried to get it through the apps on the TV. I fought with Hulu ("delete this version of the app and update it" and then I could do neither of those things in settings), and finally got it working through Roku. But even though it said it had college football as something I could select for recommendations, it had none to offer. So I tried ESPN. Found the CU game listed, but the only way I could watch live would be logging in with a TV provider. Why do we pay for the streaming apps if they are useless unless you also pay for cable, satellite, or something like Sling? I got rid of those things on purpose. I freaking hate the way things work now. Or fail to.

I should be relaxed. I did something that has been a giant weight on my shoulders. The end-of-season disarray on the porch made me feel awful. Housemate and I went out and completely revamped it. I sorted and stacked all of my terracotta and other planters. I packed up supplies and fertilizers in their storage tub. I emptied dried soil into a separate tub, where I can rehydrate and condition it for next year. Piles of irrigation supplies and yard tools were taken to the garage. The last plants to be saved came in. Plastics taken to be recycled. And the whole area was swept and straightened. Ah, bliss. Tomorrow we can ponder buying some pumpkins.

With many hands, the porch work was light. Only took an hour and a half. But then I spent all of my energy with the kids, and cleaning my friend's bathroom. By the time I got home I was wiped out and my back was sore. I guess karma is not like a bank account where I can deposit good works and draw out luck. Otherwise I would be watching the game now. At least the announcers on KOA radio paint a clear picture with their words. The fourth quarter is about to start. I'll post this and close my eyes, and watch the game in my head. 

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