...when nothing much is happening? Sometimes I think I could go for weeks without doing a post, but the longer I leave it, the more difficult it is to write. Do you ever feel like this?
I guess it's this time of year. The rain doesn't help. It finally stopped today and the sun came out. Mr A hasn't worked since last week and was hoping to be back today, but the man he is working for phoned to say that they can't continue at the moment because the ground where the wall is being built is so waterlogged, it will be a few days more before anything else can be done.
Yesterday afternoon, and all day today, Mr A has continued building the drystone wall at the back of our house, which surrounds the dog area. Although it's muddy, it's on a slope so not impossible to do. It seems to be taking forever to complete, and the dogs have been unable to use it for a couple of months now. He has had to do it in stages, fitting it in with weather and other work, and when we can afford to buy more cement and sand.
He is running out of stone now and yesterday asked a man he knew in the village with a tractor if he could bring from somewhere else. The man wanted 120 lira to do this, so he decided against it, and is now climbing up the steep hill behind the house, breaking up huge rocks, and transporting them down in his wheelbarrow. It's hard work, but I keep telling him the exercise is good for him!
We are continuing to feed the dogs on the industrial estate. There are fewer dogs in the village at the moment, but these are being fed in the evening. (You can see my daily updates on the page at the top of the blog).
The weather today enabled me to catch up on a pile of washing, including all the dogs' blankets and towels. I was also in the mood for cooking, so made a huge pot of mercimek (lentil) soup, chicken and broccoli in cheese sauce, and a casserole with chicken, tomatoes and chickpeas.
I challenge myself every week to see how many meals I can make from one chicken. I boil the whole chicken and use half of the stock for the soup and half goes into pasta for the dogs. We had a roast dinner yesterday, cold chicken with bubble-n-squeak today, and the two meals I mentioned above with the remainder of the chicken. Oh...and the chicken bones are given to the street cats. Nothing is wasted and a chicken, together with vegetables, chickpeas or beans, can last us almost a week. It's a good job we like chicken!
Today is the first day I have felt a little less lethargic, and I am determined to shake myself up and get out and about a bit more than I have lately....maybe then I'll have something more interesting to write about!