So what else is new?

This is one of those entries left open for several hours so it may seem like parts of it were written at different times because they were. Just ask questions if you get confused, ok? :)

As you may have read in another life, or perhaps it was merely another entry in another blog, or in this blog, even, a big bold beautiful bombing thunderstorm woke me, I think, and I enjoyed watching it from inside (though my view is quite limited, alas... which lead me to wonder how that house I bought all those years ago is doing now cuz it had the most amazing view through eight feet of glass doors of the sunset over several miles of open land and water that some might call a Florida swamp, but I loved as a natural semi-wetland {it was dry during the dry season with small ponds sprinkled about and then had three larger shallow lakes during the wet season and one year filled in to about 70%... it was technically on a 100-year flood plain and the house was on land 25 feet above the plain with a narror retention pond between the raised property and the plain that provided wonderful foliage and homes to many natural critters} and I miss that country living dearly when I reminisce for a moment as I just did) and then sat down to babble on a bit (see the previous entry that is still just cooling down) and now, looking around wondering what to do with my evening.

Jackson had to drive home in the storm (her shortest route is a 40 mile drive to and from work each way each day, often through major traffic on the major highway through town that has long-term (years of) construction going on and many accidents, so I feel concern whenever it's storming at travel time. I texted her to let her know because the highway passes within a few miles of here and she texted back that she was just leaving work as the storm was at it's height up here and I have not heard from her that she got home safe. I guess I have to let go, sigh, but that is not easy when the parental thought is what if she's lying in a ditch somewhere if you know what I mean. Hopefully she'd call if she broke down and she does have a brand new secure safe vehicle (Subaru Crosstrek) so I should not worry. Except that she did not respond to a text an hour after she sent a text that she was leaving work and she did not respond to a text an hour later than that either. Really telling me to let go, I suppose. So why tell me you are leaving work in the storm in the first place?

Ok, so what else is new?

I wandered off to email and that lead me to LinkedIn and there I spent an hour, at least, reading mail and reviewing profiles and sending out requests for connections. I have more than 500 connections there for all the good it does me in my career. Jackson sent a message from Deepak Chopra and I responded to it. It said the most important question we can easy each day is "what is my vision?" (or something like that. The point was, without a vision (purpose), life is meaningless (at least that's what Deepak presents. I found this answer:

My vision is and has always been to words, honest love. My question every day is how can I share honest love. Helping people is usually the answer. It has not gotten me everything I want and has presented me with challenging situations more than once, but no matter what else happens, it keeps me focused and happy :)

So what else is new? :)

I checked email. Kaspersky is working on an issue I've been having with a strange pop-up page that pops up randomly and intermittently when I go to Facebook. They'd escalated to the experts now (third escalation). I await their next response. I really want to get back to responding to J, so hopefully I will do that tonight. Sitting is not comfortable this week and I do way too much sitting for good health, so I must get up and do other stuff more often. Still I do love written communications and if you need the reminder once again, I love to babble.

Yeah, so what else is new? lol lam :)

Asparagus spears can be quite messy. Especially when eating the long ones from the can. Yes, long asparagus spears from a can. Del Monte makes them. I likely won't be buying them again until I find income again as they are not an economy vegetable, but I love asparagus and it's cheaper and lasts longer in the can. And I have no place to prepare food, remember? The taste is mediocre at best, but it's asparagus and not only do I like asparagus, but asparagus is low in calories and high in nutrition. Good vegetable, that asparagus.

So breakfast was a can of alaskan pink salmon with some fat free mayo, fat free italian dressing, and onion dip mix as seasoning. It was quite good. Lunch (about five hours later) was a can of asparagus and a yogurt. I can hardly wait to find out what dinner will be. Laughing, but seriously it is about time I shifted my dietary habits and food spending into more sensible decisions. I have a few dozen cans of chicken, tuna, salmon, and clams on what loosely passes for shelves next to the fridge (along with several dozen cans of pasta and several more dozen cans of soups. I have a large container of oatmeal (though I am holding off on using any dishware that needs washing until I get a bigger sink in the bathroom) and in boxes, I have much more dry foods. I am prepared to spend nearly zero on food for a few weeks, perhaps a few months if necessary. More importantly, despite the unhealthiness of canned prepared and processed foods, there are a whole lot fewer calories and more dietary balance in all those cans than there are in Taco bell and other fast food choices. The caloric difference is the promary change I need.

The storm subsided and hopefully the fields will be dry enough to play on in the morning because the seniors have a pick-up game scheduled. It is $4 each time, but I love softball, need the exercise, and so I will choose softball over any other expense much of the time. A gym membership at $10 a month or $99 a year would be cheaper, but motivating myself to get dressed and drive to the gym when they are open and exercise alone is not a bet I would take, so I stick with softball and the occasional stroll up the street. I really must find a way to get sleep tonight if I am going to play in the morning and I told Curly I would help him with yard work after softball because I don't have softball in the evening tomorrow because of the holiday (not a holiday I celebrate, but then, I don't think I celebrate any normal human holidays... I find the whole process pretentious and more, repulsive in some cases... there is another long winded-therapy session, aye?).

I called Harpo. I know what I wrote earler, but I was in a good place and so we had a good conversation in spite of the cell phone reception here (old cell phone and off the beaten path makes for poor reception, though there are definitely enough people in this general area for ATT to do better. I hear Verison has the best in the area and I believe I said that only a day or two ago... nevermind lol). I wish I could help him change something in his life (he's a creature of habit and has been living the same few habits for decades) because he is slipping deeper into depression. I can only keep in touch and amuse/distract him and offer siggestions. Honest love, that's the ticket.

Jackson responded to my text while I was one the phone with Harpo. She's fine. She decided we are changing plans for lunch for Friday and instead of a place called Metro Diner, she is taking me to Pickles instead. Pickles is probably the best New York style delicatessen in the area (though it does not have the menu choices of Toojays or Jasons, but it has better food than both most of the time because it comes from NY a few times a week which is why it is not the cheapest in town) and she knows I love the place but will not go now because it is not in my budget I am tightening my belt more with each passing week (Pickles is actually about the same pricing as Metro, though there are so many different sides and things to choose from and portions are small, so it always ends up more than the average lunch place. They are not open for dinner as they close at 4pm). It is not New York Deli (despite it's advertising). but it is good. She knows me and loves me, just doesn't have the time or energy to show it much. It will be the first time we get together other than passing by each other at softball a couple of times since we moved more than two months ago. I'm not sure if Brandi is coming too. Brandi is a sweetheart and is definitely welcome, but I'd enjoy a little catch up time with just me and Jackson too. Oh, but Pickles, yum. Serious yum. :)

So is it time for bed yet?

Nite nite :)