I am not having the best possible day today, mentally. Everywhere I go in the Old Bat Cave, I find myself looking for “news”. News of what for goodness sake? There is no news. And if there is news the news will find me. Why do I have to keep looking for it? Hoping it will change.
I am approaching this period like I believe Carlton would have. One Day At A Time. So, it was time to pull out one of Carlton’s AA sayings and t-shirt slogans.
If my brain didn’t need me for transportation, it would have killed me a long time ago – AA According to Carlton
I put all of my devices except my Kindle and the computer which I disconnected from the internet in the closet. And closed the door. I may not let them out until morning. Gotta reconnect the computer to the internet to post this and I am having a Zoom session with friends this evening. But, for now, NO MORE NEWS (fake or real).
What is about this time that has turned me into a squirrel? This morning I stashed half of my scrambled eggs and hash into the freezer. For what? For some future famine? Sooner or later The Asylum will institute “room service” for all of our meals and we will get “whatever”. So, my squirreled away stuff might be pretty darn tasty. If not, after this is over, I’ll have lots of lunches and snacks on tap. When this is over, I’ll be fat as a pig. Better a fat pig than a slim cadaver.
Our chaplain is trying hard to keep the faith.
Gratitude
Grateful to be out in the sun.
Best time, so far, today was spent working on the WildChild garden box.
Mālama pono