It's been a strange year.

Lots of dumb family stuff. Long story short, my dad (who is 75 and does not have enough savings to retire/cover end of life expenses) bought my deadbeat 40+yr old brother with a history of violence and several failed businesses under his belt (all built on other peoples money) a farm. Like an entire farm, crop land with a house and well on it, plus a brand new barn. His excuse to me was that it was to make up for not being able to pay for his college when he was young because said brother didn't want to have to sign up for the draft to fund his schooling so he didn't go to college.
Like, HELLO? You didn't pay for ME to go to college EITHER dad. :T I don't have a degree. You aren't exactly buying ME a farm. You couldn't ACTUALLY afford to buy one farm, let alone two. You have seven kids and you spent 10's of thousands on the least stable kid of the bunch, putting him in direct competition with what I'm doing... But now he has a 50+ grand head start.
Ah well. It's just a mess. *throws hands in the air* I have NO idea what to do about it. :T
Right now I'm starting my square foot layout for next year and digging new beds. It's unseasonably warm so I can still do that.
I'm also working on controlling the wireworms that are in my potato boxes and ate all my potatoes last year. I have a pal bringing me coffee grounds for it and we're gonna get nematodes too. I don't have a good alternative location for the potatoes.
I might also be building a separate bed for sun-loving crops to do more effective crop rotation. I'm having trouble placing my tomatoes and peppers this year, and need more space to be able to move them around!
But I did end up putting away nearly 20 pints of tomato sauce this year and 13 half pints of salsa, despite fighting serious fungal blooms.

I am really happy about that.