Rats!

I had to throw away almost a flat of half-eaten tomatoes. That’s a considerable part of our harvest. This photo is just a sample.  I’ve been waiting for tomatoes since last October, and apparently so have our long-toothed friends. Never in all the years we’ve been growing stuff have we had a rat problem, and I’m not sure what to do about it. I think I need to pick all the fruit at once, and soon, but I’m not geared up to process it just yet. Plus I just want to eat them, not make sauce. I do not need another project.

If you’re keeping track, the washer repair guy never showed, even though I had a twice confirmed appointment this morning. I did get a text later saying they were sorry for the inconvenience. I’m not handling things very gracefully at the moment. Too many little things, a couple of big ones—feels like too much. I had a couple of sobbing breakdowns during the day. Crying just makes my eyes hurt, it’s not the relief I’d hoped for. So on with the show. I do know how to put one foot in front of the other. I’ll get my rhythm back.