How can you own nothing and still have no place to put it?

Been busy again. The social workers showed up unexpectedly and luckily I was out in the yard working, so I just talked to them out there while leaning on a shovel. I think it's bullshit that they can come here without calling first. It makes me nervous. It would make anyone nervous, because you ARE being judged. My house is wrecker-rood right now. We have a dozen projects going, like we're saving pop cans to make yard art, gourds to paint for birdhouses, some more garden sculpture crap, yard sale finds, a big puzzle going on a card table, etc, and that doesn't even include the everyday shit. There is no real filth here, I mean, the dishes are always washed and the bathroom's clean, it's just clutter. Tons of clutter. When you live in a very small space, it's hard anyhow, but, when you share that space with a fahionista pre-teen, it becomes outrageous, fast. Plus I don't have one closet or cupboard. You have to get clever with storage and keep on it. I haven't been on it.

So, the social workers told me they'd be back in two days, (that's tomorrow) and I got busy. I sorted old crap into yard sale boxes and found places for new crap, emptied all the shelves and scrubbed them and just generally cleaned the fuck out of the place. The more you clean, the more you discover things you need to clean. Like under the stove and around the hot water heater. OMG, yuk and damn. Anyway, I busted my ass to get it all presentable and I'll be god dammed if it didn't freeze last night. So, my newly bare surfaces got covered by baby plants. They are EVERYWHERE. You have to walk through paths of planters and flats and flats of sprouting plants. There are even plants in the bathroom and on top of the aquarium, fridge and stove. I'll be dammed if I'm going to nurse most of these puppies from seed since March and have them frozen in one night by the crazy ass Iowa weather. May 5th is our safe planting date and you have such a small window to plant here. If you can't get it done by the first week of June (and that's pushing it), it gets way too hot and all you can plant is perennials that won't bloom this year anyway. So, it pisses me off that I had to waste precious days cleaning the house right now. Thankfully, the seeds in plots that I planted won't be hurt by the freeze. I planted cold weather veg and things like Cleome' and Four O Clocks, etc. that survive a freeze. I had to fabric wrap all my roses and tomatoes. It looks like a vast ghost garden out there. It's creepy. I piled leaves on all the beds. It was a ton of work for one night. Stupid Iowa. I'm afraid tonight will be cold too, so the plants stay. It looks awful in here, but, it smells good.

I guess they'll just have to judge me because I am not losing my plants. I still have a shit ton of stuff to do in the garden and I have to get my corn and beans, etc in. I get so frustrated when I have to have these people in my house making assumptions when I haven't done anything wrong. Logically, I know it would be stupid to blame anyone else, because I know the deal. I knew this would happen again, I even knew it was coming. I told my mother it was coming and we should get ready. But, I slacked off. It's very stressful stuff, but, I suppose I'll get through it. Maybe next week will be better and things will settle down and I can just have a night and day off. Just one is all I need to recharge. I haven't even had a chance to see what's going on in the world, so I'll go catch up now. I hope some idiot celebrity has done something totally crazy. Oh, and I have to go read and answer comments! With this stupid moderation on, they pile up on me. So, don't ever think I'm ignoring you. I won't. The comments here keep me going, I love them. Comments are the only reason to have a blog. What are you up to?

 ps..I almost forgot to tell you, Lissa and I watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show, in it's entirety, for the first time the other night! Her dad got me the movie as a gift because he knows how much I love it. Now, he's my Favorite Child (sorry, to all my other kids, he has the title this week). Lissa LOVED it. I knew she would. I have been waiting for the night we can watch it together since she was born and she's finally old enough. She knows most of the songs already and sang with them. Next time we're going to do shout outs and props. She wants to be Columbia. Good choice there, kid. I told her she could glue glitter to our top hat and an old pair of tap shoes. (Talk about crap, who else owns old tap shoes and never tapped??) Anyway, that was THE best part of my week even though it kept her up too late on a school night. It was worth it. RHPS! Yes!