It was windy and rainy for almost the entire day yesterday here in the outskirts of the Ville. It wasn’t just dainty rain either — at times, it was the hard, pouring kind. Dogs still need to go out and and that leads to wet dog stink. ARG!
Compared to what’s coming, rain at 50 degrees is not so bad.
High winds (up to 40mph gusts) combined with dog stink is bad, but we’re under a weather warning for Sunday to Friday. If that system materializes, it will be a whole lot worse.
Wind chill temps from -10 to -25 are forecasted! That’s below zero, y’all. I’m confident in the ability to stay warm here at the barndo, but I sure worry about people and pets when it’s so frigid.
My practice retirement time off will soon be only a memory. 😩
I’m supposed to start back to “real” work next Monday. I was dreading it, but since today was crazy busy and I’m not getting paid AND I survived, I guess I won’t yet throw in the towel. But I sure want to.
I’m happy for my friends that have retired — and I’m happy for those who love their jobs and don’t dream about it. I just wish I could join one or the other instead of staying here on this fence.
Now you know: Alaska is roughly about one-fifth the size of the entire United States mainland (contiguous). If overlaid onto a map, Alaska would stretch from the West Coast to the East Coast
My freezers are filled to the brim and I have more stuff that I have to fit in them. Honestly, I could probably get by simply buying milk, eggs and bread until 2030. I took NaLona to the store over the weekend because they had 10 pound boxes of bacon on sale in Scottsburg… I came home with 30 lbs. plus other selections and have no idea what I’m going to do with it all.
We all go through rough patches from time to time, right?
NaLona is going through a rough patch right now. Her Momma, Barb, isn’t well. She’s past the point of walking, standing, dressing herself, etc., etc. Her brother, Mac, has diabetes and has lost both legs. (It doesn’t help that he’s a big ole’ boy on a limited income.) NaLona is the caregiver to both of them and the lifting of bodies and wheelchairs have taken their toll.
She has to have back and neck surgery. No other options, Barb will have to go to a nursing home while NaLona heals. Mac will have to have help getting to his wound care (and other) appointments because NaLona won’t be able to keep that up either. She’s trying to arrange something for him, but so far, nothing is working out.
Just a reminder to be grateful for everything, and pray for those who struggle.
Now you know: In 1966, President Kennedy’s brain disappeared from the National Archives.
Dharma has some slight mobility issues — nothing horrible yet, but you won’t see her jetting around anywhere. She was never one to entertain an audience with zoomies. Currently, her perception that “floors without rugs are lava” includes “and deck steps are fire.”
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night…
No matter the time of day or conditions outside, I am equipped with a pink lead and my medieval peasant shoes acting as her escort. About 50% of the time, just laying the lead across her back is enough. Once down the steps, she’s just fine.
The upside is she at least doesn’t need an escort to come back up the steps. She can do that all by herself.
Unlike Dharma, Merida is athletic.
Merida bounds off the steps and jumps in the air as poor Dharma navigates her way down two small steps to the yard. She’ll grab the leash and pull Dharma off if she moves too slowly. She’s our entertaining little show off with more energy than any dog deserves.
Now you know: Queen Anne of Great Britain had seven miscarriages, five stillbirths, two children who died shortly after birth, two who died in infancy, and one who died at age 11. She left no heirs and was succeeded by her second cousin.
Have you ever wanted something you had to wait for and when the time neared you got all anxious about it? That’s where I am right this second. A morning text from my contractor to let me know he’d be calling this afternoon to discuss a plan of action for the room with no walls has me both excited and feeling an overwhelming sense of dread.
Why dread you ask?
Well… as you can see, the room with no walls is FULL. It’s full of stuff that’s going to be difficult to move. All the items are bulky and heavy. It’s the room we spend most of our time in. And finally, it’s where I work. EeeEeeek!!!
I’m more than ready for the change — heck, I’ve been talking about walls since last October. But so soon after moving all our crap from one house to another, I can’t express how much I dread even thinking about going through this.
Where are we to go?
The garage door you see will be removed and that’s going to leave a big hole leading into the gravel floor garage until it’s covered with wall board and a closet. And right now, it’s cold outside. Winter isn’t finished with the Ville yet as evidenced by yesterday’s snow flurries…
I’ll find out this afternoon when I speak with Mr. Contractor how long this will take… and how much crap they can work around. Shit is about to get real around here, you guys. 😯
TIL (Today I Learned): The crews of Apollo 11, 12, and 14 had to spend 3 weeks in quarantine after returning to Earth because of the possibility that they might spread contagions from the moon.
The winter storm that went through yesterday is over and forecasters are already talking about another huge weather fiasco for next week. When this last one was first being announced, the National Weather Service’s winter weather warning was grim. It wasn’t a “slow down and take your time while driving” message — it was a “change your plans” one.
It was worse north of the ville.
North of the Ville, in Columbus, IN, there were quite a few accidents, but the storm obviously shifted because “slow down” was even pushing it here.
At its worst, it wasn’t really a big deal.
Fresh air!
Some of our clients have connected with me on Facebook. I’m ok with that, but I refuse to use my account to sell anything. Others use it only for that. It seems like 90% of Facebook is marketing to 90% of the people also engaging there to market their stuff. Rarely do I find anything good or interesting — but today one of our past coaching clients slowed down my scroll.
The chick is in her 40’s… closer to 50 I’d guess… and she’s a wellness coach. Just like my favorite brother uses “distinction,” her word is audacious. Her “live your best life” and “choose joy” push is good advice, but her level of excitement is waaaay over what I can muster.
Her advice today — along with a selfie with snow on her coat and a scarf around her neck — was to get fresh air no matter what it’s like outside. She explained that getting outside daily is good for the body, mind, and spirit. I totally agree with her! But…
Ummm… no thanks. How about you?
TIL (Today I Learned): Pupfish is the most rare endangered fish species. They live exclusively in “Devil’s Hole”, a single tiny pool of water of unknown depth, roughly 90 miles NW of Las Vegas. (Wiki read on Devil’s Hole Pupfish.)
