Pain and Confusion…

Hurting today, my head, my joints, it’s not a great day if I’m talking about pain. We’re supposed to game tonight but I’m not sure I’m up to it. I wouldn’t even have to be out of bed to play so that’s saying something. I took a brief walk this morning. I’ve made breakfast and lunch for Bill and I, done a few dishes, and am trying to come up with a dinner plan but that is the extent of my efforts today.

Oh, wait, I’ve also been emailing back and forth with one of my teen’s mom about matching books that interest her son with audiobooks so he can listen while he reads. It’s really tricky because audio books are expensive so libraries tend to focus on physical books. I’m working on it though, even requested my Director purchase a copy of an audio book to match one of the YA paperbacks the teen is interested in. We’ll see if she feels it’s a good investment. The book is not a new title, not terribly old either, but we’d have the only Ebook in the system so it would likely see some use.

What stage of the apocalypse is it when we’re all stuck in a weird limbo of the world returning almost to normal even as the virus spreads. My grown offspring can’t job hunt, can’t see friends, aren’t sure what their best moves are and neither are we? Even weirder, what stage is it when I love my job but I kind of want to quit it so I won’t be exposed, but we’re taking all the precautions we can at work and I really love the job, and my boss is Awesome, but I cannot, cannot bring this virus home? And what insanity is it that my mother can beg to spend time with me, insisting she has been “Super Careful” and socially distant etc etc… but I looked at her FB and there are pictures from her recent travels of her on the beach with a whole group of people None of whom are masked?????

Later, some time in the dim and distant future I may understand WTH she is thinking, but I doubt it. Almost everyone that I know personally who is acting foolishly about this pandemic is a Boomer. I know some Boomers are actually being careful but in all seriousness, I totally get why Gen-Z is calling this virus the “Boomer-Doomer.” In my household, that has been locked down as hard as it can be since early March, Gen-X, Millennials, and Gen-Z are determined to ride out the insanity and live to see a post Covid-19 world. Our Boomer relatives are travelling, spending time with friends, giving people rides, shopping, etc. I do not get it. They are at higher risk…

Keeping On

Wouldn’t it be nice if I felt a bit better today? Sadly not the case but I am maintaining. I had hoped today I would have more energy and less discomfort but it is what it is. I think I slept a bit better. I’m waiting for a call back from the Dr. as my joint pain was not addressed in any way. I made sure to discuss it with both the nurse and the Dr. but the Dr. moved on to prescribing antiviral meds for other symptoms and I was so uncomfortable at being in a building in proximity to people outside my bubble that I didn’t notice we’d failed to get anywhere with the joint issues in my hurry to be gone from that place.

I’ve been reading a bit, finished the second “Lady Sherlock” book. I picked up the first idly because I’ve always loved Sherlock Holmes and am willing to give anything relating to the great detective at least a once over but I was surprised to find A Study in Scarlet Women to be not only a fun read but also filled with characters I care about, a plot that woke my mind up, and a well wrought mystery that got more complicated as it went. The second in the series, A Conspiracy in Belgravia, did not disappoint. Sherry Thomas managed to keep on surprising me but I think I might be figuring her out. Well, I have hope that I am close to figuring her out. I should know fairly soon because I’ve put the third on hold at the library. For now I will be returning my attention to Diana Rowland and the 5th book of her Demon series; Touch of the Demon. The 4th ended on a terrible cliffhanger and I’ve been almost out of sorts waiting to start it.

We picked up our groceries, curbside, and our farmshare yesterday so we’re full to bursting again. The entire freezer in the apartment downstairs is full again. I need to make sure I am properly organized, we have a tenant moving in at the end of this month and I need to make sure everything is ready for her. I can’t be using that fridge by then and we need to get the insanity of my husband’s work overflow out of there as well. I’m not sure how we’ll manage all that with the unexpected delays with everything being backordered, but we’ll figure it out.

So tired…

I haven’t been blogging. I haven’t known what to write and I mostly still don’t. The world is crazy, the pandemic is out of control in the States and we’re just pretending it isn’t, and my health isn’t awesome. My joints are sore and achey, my head hurts most of the time, I’ve got painful swollen glands behind my jaw, I’m exhausted and still can’t sleep.

In more positive news I’m making real progress on a tomatoless pasta sauce that rocks. I made Meghan Markle’s zucchini based sauce a couple of times and it was good but not great so I was waiting for the tomatillos from our farmshare, still waiting, but I had summer squash so I chopped it up and threw it in my crock pot with onions, garlic, and homemade broth. That turned out well enough that I took the next bunch of summer squash and tried to improve on it. I used all the ingredients from the first attempt and added a bunch of spices that are in a highly rated spaghetti sauce and BOOM! Suddenly the sauce is YUMMY. I also added a little lime juice because tomato is acidic and summer squash is… not.

Puddin’, Why I let milkweed grow in the yard, blue visitor, & purple flower.

The blackberry and mint harvests continue, a little bit most days. Today it is raining and we have severe weather alerts but I got 1/2 a pint of blackberries and some lovely flowers before it started. I hope the rain doesn’t ruin the staghorn sumac. If I had the energy I’d go harvest it now but that is not going to happen.

Before this … whatever it is… completely walloped me we walked out to the pond by the local library and I noticed it also has pink water lilies. So pretty, so I snapped the pic above. My fingers hurt so I’m going to stop. Be well!