On the weekend, Josh and I made a vegetable patch! We made it out of wood that we got from hard rubbish, using screws that were already in the wood and some which I’d bought to make the laundry shelves. It was a free project! Except for what we paid in time and sweat, which was heaps. Anyway.

On Monday, I bought pea straw and manure and potting mix and built up the bed. Then on Tuesday, I transplanted all of the veggies that I had in pots. Then yesterday I went to Heyne’s and bought a bunch of seedlings and seeds and planted them all!

These are the vegetables that are now growing in our veggie patch:
-carrots
-zucchini
-lettuce
-basil
-parsley
-tomatoes
-chives
-chillis
-pumpkin
-corn
-spinach
-strawberries
-snow peas

Previously, there were three trees planted in this space. Everyone was like “don’t cut down the precious trees!”. But trees cannot feed me :)

Last night, I found that a volunteer position I had applied for had been re-advertised. It seems like I can’t even give it away :(

I think I’ve been keeping up morale for a really long time, but all I can really think about is that all my money is disappearing, it’s really unlikely that I’ll ever own a house, it’s so long since I did anything I was good at that I’m not really sure if I’m good at anything or ever was, and everybody else is able to get a job so clearly the problem is me. If you’d told me ten years ago that I’d be in this position at 26, I wouldn’t have believed you.

I’m so ashamed that I got to be such a stuff up, and I don’t know what I’m going to do.

Edit: Oh, never mind. I got a job.