Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Writing as a means of avoidance

  Today is destined for greatness. 

 lol   Temps in the mid to high 70's with NO rain. Sunshine.  Lilies are popping up everywhere, daffodils are blooming, the yards and fields around here are going green. That gorgeous rich spring green that makes your heart sing.  Today I will throw open the windows and turn on the ceiling fans and sweep and dust and then go meet an old friend for lunch. Then I'll pop in and vote on my way out of town to go buy chicken feed and shop at Aldi's (they're right across the street from one another). Then I'll come home, drop off the wheelchair I didn't use last weekend and take a nap probably. lol

  The conference  went off with only a few minor glitches, and although it pretty much used me up, I had a ball. Met lots of new people, re-connected with others I haven't seen in a while.  Had some good food and a bit of a spiritual experience. Not a bit. A major shifting of something inside me. I know I talked about feeling this happening last post (or before), but apparently this past Saturday I was exactly in the right place at the right time in the right frame of mind. I'm not ready to talk too much about it yet, but believe me, the time will come when I will.  Right now, I feel like one of my gallon jars of KimChi...sitting on the counter bubbling away.  When the fermentation time is right, it will roar out of me like a geyser.

   ...meanwhile, back at the ranch...lol

  I came home the other day and went out back to check on my chickens because they were acting a little funny. Not distressed really, but not quite right.  I got back there and on the other side of the run there were 2 gorgeous  wild (I guess??) turkeys. One white, one a rusty brown.  They are presently hanging out like they live here...it's crazy.  I put some scratch grains out for them and they seem content to hang out and scrabble in the dirt. 

  The longer I sit here and write, the more I am avoiding all this stuff I need to do. lol  I need to pick up potato and onion sets as they need to be put in the ground soon. Looks like the temps are planning to stay in the 50's and 60's from here on out, so that means it's time for gardening plans to be put on the table. I was out there this morning and the chives are up. The trees are budding. The  world is shifting into grow mode. 

  Okay. It's after 9 and I am lunching at 11:30.  Time for action. Still having a bit of muscle and ligament pain. but have been discharged from all home health services. (It's my excuse for everything)  Yesterday I started PT with my guy in the next town over. 

  I have high hopes.  This is going to be a great summer....



Mama Pea said...

Good for you, Annie, you bubbling gallon jar of optimism!

Susan said...

Maybe it will be contagious...I could use some of that bubble... :)

Akannie said...

lol...looking more like a bushel these days...it's alright--in my old age I am accepting that I yam what I yam ! lol

Akannie said...

Susan-- wouldn't it be great if we could send this stuff out like sourdough starter or kefir grains ?? lol I have had a rough day or so since I wrote this and I am having severe muscle aches. After all the other stuff I've been through, it feels petty to whine about it, but it's interrupting my sleep and making me grumpy. Problem with getting things fixed is that the road gets pretty narrow and my tolerance gets less and less for any pain at all.