One weekend down, five to go

[unicornduke]

I really should not be living and working with my parents and specifically my mother, she drives me bonkers. She struggles with prioritization and worries about the tiniest stuff. She is currently so cranky about the tshirt order who are running late for the first time in many years and she's ready to throw them out as a supplier. so much taking things personally! I am very tired right now and she is asking me how many honeys to order. I dont' know how many honeys we sell in a year, this is my first full year here. she has so much knowledge about stuff but dear god. it's so much to manage her. 

The weekend went well, we were pretty prepared for things. Saturday was busier than Sunday, both days were sunny and very hot. We hit 80F on Sunday. bleh. sweating, so much sweating. I hydrated with apple cider and a little water. too much apple cider, my stomach is extremely upset right now. I also didn't eat much, but I wasn't hungry, a combo of too hot and lots to do which was an absolutely huge mistake. the first weekend is practice for busier weekends and working out the problems. I need to pack a lunch, so even if I take a bite every ten minutes, I'll get through a whole sandwich. 

morning list: hiking boots (to swap to when ground dries out), lunch, water bottle x2, cash drawers, hoodie, blanket

the harvest has to start today, so I'm planning to do a half day of harvesting this afternoon and then relax some more. We got some stuff harvested yesterday morning real quick to fill out empty displays, but there's lots of pumpkins out there. we are starting daytime outings this week too. busy busy busy. 

other reasons I need my parents to move out: my dad is on a computer call, so I have to take farm calls in the other room away from my computer. separate offices needed. ETA: I moved to the kitchen, they have followed me to keep talking to me! Double ETA: I went over to my shed for an hour and my mom came over to have a lot of feelings at me about baked goods, when I told her I went there for peace and quiet and she could have called me. then 45 minutes later, she needed to talk about something, she called me and when I didn't get back to her in one minute (I saw the phone call as I was calling my dad about the bad dehumidifier in the church that was leaking water everywhere), she tracked me down in the church. jesus fuck. to be fair, I'm hungry and therefore cranky but also wtf

Comments

[reedrover]

Your parents sound like A Lot sometimes, particularly when you are trying to concentrate on your portion of the responsibilities.

Sympathy about the weekend weather. But I hope your plants are happy!

[unicornduke]

I never realized how private and quiet my life was especially in the evenings. They don't have an active social life, so I think they are very chatty within the house in comparison and are very used to just turning around and finding someone to talk to. I've just started spending time in the shed or upstairs more.

Lots of good growth on plants with the rain and heat!

[ranunculus]

What a difficult situation. No, it isn't just because you are tired and hungry. This situation is the definition of hard and emotional.
Sounds like you need a door you can lock, and you need to post "quiet" times during which you will not respond about anything. Easy for me to say, I know.
Hang in there.

[sister_raphael]

Oh dear.
*hugs*