I was tempted to post today about the virus–about how the overpopulation of cities (and places like China) open us more and more to germs and how this might just be the beginning of a war against viruses. How we were never meant to be crammed into these urban sardine cans. And how I can’t help thinking (due to my writer’s imagination) that some environmental Darwinian fanatic in China (aided by US money), decided it would be genius to create a germ that is hard to vaccinate against (coronaviruses are notorious for providing only short term immunity), would be ubiquitous in nature from now on and cull out the old and weak continuously. Continually? I always have to look those up.
That would solve the climate “problem” for him/her. (Mind you, I’m an active conservationist.)
BUT never fear, I’ve decided to post about my kids (and my little grandson above) who are about to visit us for the weekend. My job today is to clean house and make a Carolina rub since we plan to smoke ribs Saturday, have a shrimp boil Friday night. Since I have to see my gastro guy in town tomorrow, I’ll also stop at the Cheese Lady for some great cheese for the charcuterie board. And at Altonen’s market for some freshly harvested corn. (It’s funny the popular farm market called our number by mistake asking if I still had fresh apricots for sale–a little cheating on their part. I remember years ago our Romeo Peach Festival downstate –where we raised our kids– actually got most of their peaches from our little northern town here where my mom and dad lived. They thought that was pretty funny.)
But I must admit that once again I got side-tracked from my good intentions–I was going to report in every day on my stricter Carnivore diet, and I was going to post my piece on racism–and neither has happened. Oh, and I was planning to do a separate post with a bit of my creative writing at least every few days. Also hasn’t happened due to some stress on closing on a rental house resulting in my lack of focus. It’s harder as I age (maybe) or because of my care-taking duties to achieve focus for my work and I have yet to solve that. It didn’t seem to bother me when I was raising kids, though that was no easy task then, either. I’ve mostly been trying to keep my head above water and completely regain my health that has suffered this last six months. (I’ve been care-taking almost a year and a half now and my husband who has been helping care for my father will be gone on a little vacation for ten days to two weeks to pick up our Lance trailer and arrange to trade in a huge 5th wheel we no longer want). That is a little distressing since my father falls a lot and because my stomach still is acting up–exacerbated by the thought of that long time alone.
I have neighbors to count on and there’s always 911, but its nerve-wracking nonetheless.
So my diet report hasn’t been as positive as I would like, though I feel better when I adhere to it, by far, and I lost a couple of the pounds I gained back over the winter.
So I will try to regain focus here next week one more time. On all fronts. I guess the secret to life is to keep starting over anyway, eh? But I likely will not post until Monday soonest with new week’s resolutions. Right now, out to the garden… I’ll also give a garden report. I’m so proud of myself growing nearly everything from seed.
Happy Thursday and happy weekend. In the meantime, talk to me about your diet, your writing, your garden, your dogs and horses, (ok, even your cats), your mental health. I love hearing from you.