just another unexciting week

shrimp plant

I have 70 emails in my inbox this (Friday) morning. I’m probably going to just have a delete party without looking at any of them. Well. most of them. There might be one two that are not newsletter notifications. I try to go through them every morning, reading some, deleting others unread, or saving some for later but apparently later never comes, hence 70 emails. Yesterday, of course, was Thursday when I have no time in the morning for anything other than getting ready to leave for SHARE and Thursday afternoons I have other things that need doing and evenings are spent reading or watching something on TV. 

I’m keeping nominally abreast of the news but I just don’t have the capacity for a deep dive right now. I mean it’s all bad, every day the orange turd spews garbage, lies, steals, plans another military aggression, announces some other vanity project that destroys the integrity of the people’s house and surrounding areas to be paid for by the taxpayers, rewarding the J6 insurrectionists, or just being a total embarrassment on the world stage while he formulates another plan to either steal or cancel the midterm elections. I just can’t. I don’t see how these people, the independent news, immerses themselves in it daily. I appreciate that they do but holy moly.

I winnowed it down to seven which I may or may not read.

Paisleigh and Harrison left with their mom Thursday for Arkansas until possibly the end of June at which time they will return here. Paisleigh will start school in August so they’ll be in residence here until next summer though their mom gets one weekend a month and alternate holidays of Thanksgiving and Christmas. It remains to be seen how often the monthly weekend exchange takes place since it’s a 10 hour drive and even meeting halfway to make the exchange, which the court has ordered, that’s still 5 hours for each of them on Fridays and Sundays. 

A big storm blew through Tuesday night giving us 3” of rain and another cool morning on Wednesday. I’ve said this before and surprised that it wasn’t but that was probably the last cool morning. It rained again lightly Thursday morning and another possible storm this Friday afternoon. Regardless, it’s hot and humid out there now, 83˚ at noon. We’ve been turning the AC on intermittently to cool the house during the day, turning it off at night. It stopped working Sunday evening and Monday and Tuesday were barely tolerable but the guy came out Tuesday afternoon and did whatever he did and it’s been working fine since.

I haven’t felt like doing much this week. The rain makes it impossible to do any real work out there even when it’s not raining because everything is so wet. I’m not currently engaged in any artistic endeavor. Mostly what I’ve been doing is reading the latest Pendergast novel by Preston and Child, Pendergast the Beginning, his first case as an FBI agent. I have 70 pages to go so that’s what I’ll be doing the rest of the day. Now that June is breathing down our necks with its heat, humidity, and now mosquitoes from the rain I’ll probably be more inclined to get out my paints and pencils.

Yeah, so that’s what I did yesterday, read those 70 pages and finished the book and then it was time to feed the kitties and too damn hot to walk the dog, later I told her, and then it was time to fix dinner.

After that long long long dry spell, when every community around us except us was getting the rain we needed, these storms are welcome but why do they always have to come in the middle of the night?! I suppose if I didn’t have a neurotic little dog that trembled hard enough to make the bed vibrate and panting bug eyed in constant motion when she wasn’t trying to lay down on my pillow above my head I’d be glad they came in the middle of the night because I’d be asleep! This one last night started with distant barely audible (to me) rumbles of thunder which caused Minnie’s head to pop up like a jack-in-the-box. Oh great, here we go. The lightning and thunder got closer and closer until it was literally right on top of us. One extremely bright flash and an almost simultaneous crash of noise had me hoping it didn’t hit anything. Eventually the storm moved on, the dog calmed down, and I was able to get to sleep until my pill alarm went off at 8:30 (I keep meaning to reset that fucker to 9). Now I’m up and Minnie is crashed out in her little dog bed. 

Another of my neighbors came to the door last night. Jose works on a farm and the farmer allows him to take as much corn as he wants after, I guess, he’s sold the bulk of it. Anyway, he brings us some every spring and last night he handed us a box of 30 ears. Since I’ve already put up all the corn I intend I’ll spread this around to my daughter and Rocky.

A few more day lilies.