Saturday, June 15, 2019
Daily Notes- June 15th
I added the dotted fabric. When I took it away I missed it. Says something. I added strips to the area above the flags. I have eyes for the area at the top. They want to be up there. I don't think it's the right choice. We are discussing. And I have been cutting away fabric from the back of the piece. The surface was getting lumpy. There is only white where I haven't added a layer.
Family Walk was buggy. I wanted to be looking up and ahead to enjoy the woods. I tripped and ALMOST fell twice. I would probably bounce (lots of extra padding) but I would also wet my pants. I did not fall. So the rest of the walk I looked mostly at my feet. I would stop while walking to look around. Enjoy Nature.
My blood sugar is off today. I feel dizzy. Too many carbs for breakfast. I had toast. I am better when I eat cereal. I should have some protein. That would re-balance things. A big spoon of peanut butter-extra crunchy equals 7 grams of protein or more. And a big glass of water. Now I feel better.
Morning Pages. All I can really say about them is that my handwriting is beautiful and very very consistent. I try to write about ways in which I am procrastinating. That's my major fault. And while writing I meander off that subject and it might take a page or more for me to realize it. Right now I am finding all sorts of reasons not to fill, fertilize and plant up my Grow Boxes. Mosquitos. Heat. Humidity. Fatigue. Over and over in a nice tight circular thought process.
I also don't want to get sweaty and covered in dirt. That's the main reason I retired from greenhouse work. Always sweaty and covered in dirt. The only upside to a day at work was lemonade ice pops from the freezer at work. And then someone else starting eating them all. So I retired--which might have been the plan by the other employees.
We tried to go out to eat yesterday. Couldn't find a shady parking spot for the dog. So we came home and had a terrible meal from the freezer and some very nice steamed rice that I made.
We usually grill in the summer--marinated kabobs. Vegetables. Steamed rice. For some reason the steak tips I usually bought and marinaded are now more than twice the price of last summer. A ridiculously high price for off cuts. And, more to the point, G says our "grill doesn't work anymore"-news to me. And of course he wants a new one. I suggested the old round Weber in the cellar and charcoal. We haven't grilled anything and I doubt that we will. A big new fancy grill (you should see the shiny HUGE old grill on the shed porch) to cook a few kabobs two times a week for the 8 weeks of summer??? No. Just no.
As a kid back in Cleveland, we grilled like almost everyday my dad was home (and sober) and after he stopped drinking and the teens and I came home from Germany for a few weeks each summer--we grilled almost every evening. Wheeled the grill from the garage to the driveway next to the back door. Everyone had a webbed aluminum folding chair. And a long metal fork for toasting marshmallows. I liked mine to catch on fire and get really black.
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Now I am thinking about ways I procrastinate. There are many. I also like the dotted cloth.
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