How best to record today? I’ll go with the title of a famous book: Great Expectations. Not knowing what, or who, exactly might grace our threshold, it was incumbent on the family to be well prepared.
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When I actually went to find that magic lug nut key, it didn’t take long. Safe inside the car, etc. However, the other nuts are doing just fine, so I’ll leave them in place until some time when I’m really bored and it’s very warm outside. Translation: not this season.
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It might be the cooling air, outside. Or the sudden availability of pre-packaged “stew veggies”, but the call has gone out to prepare for winter. A sudden interest in canning, rather than simply buying stuff in cans. A desire to plug in the basement freezer and “chill”. Maybe some oversized meal preps, to give us something to put in the freezer beyond extra electrical charges.
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Call it a life lesson. If you turn down the thermostat, and leave the house for the evening, the place will be cooler when you get back. Simple AND scientific. I hope that the zealous soul who decided to economize on energy will keep that in mind.
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Evidence that the justice system does rule correctly, on occasion: In the UK, a High Court judge has ruled that Contract Bridge is NOT a sport. I knew that; in high school, we had to dress appropriately for physical education classes. The various, and genuine, sports were presented, sequentially and seasonally. Even the trampoline. The only card game that ever offered physical activity was that ongoing euchre circle in the cafeteria (woe be to he who disturbed the players).
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I claim bragging rights for today’s meal. Not because it was out of the ordinary; rather, because I delivered what I wanted, when I wanted, without stress. Everything arrived at the table, at the right time and temperature. Even the “put away” went smoothly, thanks to my assistant. No need to repeat the experience tomorrow. I’m going to coast on this one, for a bit.
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Time to rest and reflect, while I give thanks. The prep for tomorrow’s meal is done, a day early. Not having to anticipate a sprint to get things ready is worth noting.
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Time to go back to the optometrist. Not the one I visited a couple of years back, though. (Had to get new frames in a rush, and that meant replacement lenses). Here we are, and my main eye now looks through a pale haze of flaking antireflection coating. No, I’m going to return to the company that gets it right. “Shop local; it works for me”.
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Today, I spent quality time in the kitchen. Or was it quantity time? Anyhow, the morning passed without my needing to take a nap or call a friend. Busy mode, getting some extra meals into the fridge, just in case. Actually, I feared that the meats I had purchased earlier this week were at the “prepare or pitch it out point”.
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At dusk, wandering with the dog in the middle of the highway is actually quite safe, and relaxing. Any approaching vehicle betrays the trajectory minutes in advance, and with a lightly painted sky to define up and down, getting off into a deeper ditch is low risk. Besides, they were spraying down in the fields, so that trail was not open.
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