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After working a number of days I begin to get what I call heart-sick. It isn't tired, though that is there. It isn't this or that. Nothing else is quite like it. Today is one of those days. Oh, it doesn't mean I am dying, that I can't do more, or anything. It just means if I don't slow down my body will do it for me. It's a signal. Today, therefore, was going to a be a low day. I have done a few things, then a big thing came up. My food came in. The grains and legumes for a year.
The guy brought the pails to the back of his truck, I loaded them to my stoop. Once that was done I brought them a few steps in the door. Then I got them through the house and back near the steps down. And finally I hauled them down the steps and arranged them. I think there were 10 buckets. It doesn't seem like much, even though most weigh in at about 40 pounds, save the two buckets of oats. Quite a task for today. Which means I really do need to take a couple of days down after today. I have limits. I can negotiate, stall, but there is a price. I am trying to ease into the prep for my mother's arrival, so I will have some wind when she gets here. You should have seen the guys face when I told him my heart was pumping at 20%... while I was loading the buckets as well as he was unloading them. I should have told him, "You should have seen me in my prime". Heh...
One of the things I did get done, so far, is to call and get the list of stuff my mom needs from the store. It will be quite a haul, along with my needs. I am thinking Wednesday or Thursday for the shopping. It might even take both days considering there are several stores, and larger buys (on the smaller scale). Soda for her and me, coffee, three gallons of milk, a lot of meat, chicken, several types of flour, paper plates (of several kinds), and the list goes on. I will do that when I can, as I can.
I still plan on finishing that load of dishes, then soaking another batch. As well I have a phone call to make, to try to become the retention officer for the KoC. I have the time, and no issue with talking to people. I can handle everything from anger to sobbing. I even have to time to meet with people from time to time, or even help out in small ways. Yes, that... I see as something I can and would like to do. I do respect the KoC, even with the little spats and all. It's going to happen with a diverse group of men, even if we all have good intentions.
I am seriously heartsick at the moment. I'm going to need extra sleep and food, I believe. Ah, I also fried chicken for lunch! And I heated up a can of peas and carrots, plus had a side of fruits. See, I'm trying to add the squishy stuff to my meals. Store-bought canned isn't the best, but it is what I can do for now.
Yep. Tired, but feeling really good to have the food here and stored rightly. All good. Have a great day.
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