The Worry Wart.
Saw the surgeon today. Was not really happy to hear what he
had to say. Thought we were just going to get a little scar on my back from
cleaning out whatever is messing with the nerve. Nope. Don’t even want to think
about this now, but hope my decisions in the next week or so are the ones that
are best for me and my family.
Looking at the back yard and am reminded of something Lance
said last year when 36 hens were roaming around out there. No, that many
chickens in this space was not a good idea, but the 14 that are out there now
are still keeping the grass cut WAY back. As in—no grass to be seen around the
deck itself! They have also decided to use the back flower bed for a dusting
site. Can’t blame them. It is nice soil and makes very fluffy dusting powder
for these critters. Have considered giving away some more hens and only keeping
eight of them, but Athena does not lay eggs. She and Rhoady go together as a
pair. They are the oldest and sweetest to each other. Will just have to think
about this since taking care of eight is not any better really than taking care
of 14.
Bought some “Fresh Pet” dog food and some canned lamb and
canned beef in case making dog food is a bit much trouble for me. The dogs have
gained weight on my cooking. Amazing how that happens. Lewis said something
about that once. But it wasn’t what was put on the table but maybe how many
times he put more on his plate. But the same is true of an old woman. According
to the scales this morning, she had gained three pounds!!
Made an appointment and went to Walmart for the booster
shot for this stupid virus. So that is done now. Wondering how things will turn
out if everyone is getting the shots and folks are still getting sicker than a
horse in a field of wild oats. Saw on AOL that about 25% of the sailors on a Navy
ship had the stupid virus. Only about 100 sailors are on the ship since it is a
smaller battleship. Still, that is a bit much for one of our ships to have to
sit out moving around because of illness. Guess it could be worse.
Just put some chicken, broccoli, potato soup in the
microwave. Hope it is good cause so far today the menu has been a bit sketchy. Even
have some chicken/biscuit crackers to go with it.
The neighbors down across from the lots on the east side of
my place have pulled in a camper for a relative to live in. It has no windows—no
glass or solid pieces at least. And apparently the top leaks because he had to put
tarps all across the top of it. Next week when it is colder than the Klondike,
he may be in a world of hurt unless he has a heater in there. Guess that is not
any of my concern. Don’t even know their names.
Some lady said that she is going to come get the feeders
and water jugs for chicks, so maybe she really will. Have a bunch of stuff that
needs to come out of that workshop so it can be really cleaned out. But with
the bad weather ahead, that is not going to happen any time soon. Right now, it
would be nice to have this new light put up on the deck. Tried to fix the old
one, but something must be wrong inside of it ‘cause it does not even say peep
peep. Such is life.
Honestly hope that the pollen count goes way down very
soon. My eyes are burning and Patty said she simply can’t get a deep breath at
all. Pollen number this morning was at eleven on a scale of 12. Lovely, just
lovely. Juniper is what they call those trees, but sad sappy pollen pest would
work just as well.
Let us pray for each other and those we know who need
healing. Some of the hospitals are simply overrun with covid patients, so even
thinking of going into one might make a person cringe. Let us pray for the
healing of our nation and of all those affected by this horrible mess.
Rest well, my friends, and know that you are loved.
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