I took two pictures today. One was of a realtor's sign that I pass on my walk on Whitehouse Road. I don't plan on moving but I've been curious as to what the house and property look like and how much they were asking. Basically, the place is a horse farm and I sure don't need one of those and they want about a million dollars for it and good luck to them!
Anyway, you didn't need to see a picture of a sign.
The other picture I took was a giant bag filled with...wait for it!...GREEN BEANS.
Those beans are still coming in like crazy. My arms get tired of picking them. I'm not kidding. They really do. I have to keep switching the bowl I use to pick them in from one arm to another to give my picking arm a rest.
And no one needs to see another picture of a bag of green beans.
It's been another day of feeling completely inept and unproductive. I know that's not entirely true. I took three bags of trash to the trash depot. I walked. I picked those beans. I cut up cucumbers, onions, and peppers and salted them down to make bread and butter pickles. I talked to Lis on the phone. I did some laundry. And all of that should have taken about three hours, tops, but somehow it took all day long. And I kept doing things like filling up the washing machine, opening the panel where you put the soap and bleach and then just walking away. Unloading half of the dishwasher and thinking about something else I needed to do and abandoning the dishwasher.
I have the attention span of an eighteen-month old who needs a nap.
And I pulled a package of what I thought was a venison backstrap out of the freezer only to discover AFTER IT HAD THAWED that it was really stew meat.
None of these things are of world importance or even dangerous but it's just so annoying to keep wasting time like this.
No one would want ME to be president, I can guarantee that. Hell, I'd suck at being president of the local garden club but that's neither here nor there as there is no local gardening club as far as I know and also, I have a firm rule which I follow and that rule is to not join anything with the world "club" in it.
I got elected as treasurer of one of those service clubs in high school that I joined for some unknown reason and never attended one meeting of. How I got elected treasurer when I wasn't even there is beyond me but that only speaks to the ridiculousness of clubs as far as I'm concerned.
So. That's been my day. Wandering around and not getting things done. I did not touch August's dress but I did go looking for rick-rack and sequins. No sequins but I have rick-rack in three colors, only one of which has anything to do with the color of the print of his dress but it's such a pale pink that I might just go ahead and use the bright orange.
August wouldn't care.
I also found enough of the type of elastic I need to make about fifty masks. How did I miss that in my previous searches? It was right there in the sewing stuff.
Oh well. Life on earth continues to plod on no matter what I do.
Darla is still sitting on the nest. She's got a new egg which I'd bet fifty dollars that Susie laid. Poor little thing, sitting on that nest for a month now. I don't know what to do. I take her off of it and set her down but she just goes right back.
This can't be good.
I see that the Supreme Court ruled that Donald Trump is not immune from investigation and subpoena from Congress and state grand juries which is excellent but no one's going to see anything until after the election.
I sure hope he ends up in jail. Unless he dies first.
I sure wish I had a swimming pool. Or a river in my real, true backyard. Or a spring head. Of course Florida has now had a case of brain-eating amoeba so there's always that.
I sure hope we all survive the summer. Got to live long enough to vote in November.
I'd crawl over broken glass and used Covid tissues to vote DT out of office in November! Death will be the only thing that will keep me from voting!ReplyDelete
Maybe you should set up a sign by the road: Fresh green beans for sale! U-pick" :)
Haha! That's a great idea, Jennifer! And then charge people five dollars a pound to torture themselves.Delete
I should just put out bags of them with signs that say- FREE!
I'm with you on the voting thing.
LOL! It is amazing that even 3 or 4 tasks and a phone call from a dear friend can consume an entire day, isn't it? But, we must re-train ourselves that this is NOT wasting time.....it is wading though time......and not feel guilt over it. Secondly....you would make a much better president that what we have been dealt......hands down. Take that to the bank, Ms. Moon!ReplyDelete
Love you with all my heart, you always make my day
I like that. Wading through time. Not wasting it. That is certainly what it feels like. As if time itself has become something dense as if someone had mixed gelatin in it.Delete
I wouldn't be president of the US for anything. No way. In fact, I might be the only person on earth less suited for the job than the current occupant. But I appreciate your vote. And sweet, sweet words. Thank you for being here.
I would vote for you in a heart beat and you would make a fabulous president, set things straight , you could temper all of those cranky bellies with delicious food. You are needed and a write in vote may be in order.ReplyDelete
I would pay to see a giant bag of beans.
Haha! I do cook in large quantities. Do you suppose I could cook enough for the entire country? The world?Delete
I just got a visual of the Jolly Green Giant with a huge bag of beans over his shoulder. That would be about right.
I think we all should clean out our sewing boxes of left over rick rack and sequins. And send them to you. Any other sewing notions you're short of?ReplyDelete
Oh, Joanne! You are the sweetest! I think I have most of the sewing notions I need. Eventually I'm going to need new fabric. I should look into the online options.Delete
I'm with you on not joining clubs. Or going to meetings. For five entire years before my retirement, I managed to avoid every single 'mandatory' monthly staff meeting (about 100 people) by judicially planning to be out of the office during the scheduled event. It became my own art form. And since everyone would remark on what a complete hell/waste of two hours they were, it always made me happy to have missed them.ReplyDelete
That makes me laugh! You are so creative and determined! Five years- that's life goals right there. ACHIEVED!Delete
We have our annual homeowners' association meeting in about 2 hours out on the island in front of my house (where there will be plenty of booze and snacks because - well because it's France), and I suspect I'm going to volunteer to be treasurer since the current treasurer is moving. I don't mind doing the simple stuff but I'm not up for meetings either. Mostly they're just a waste of time which, I suspect, people working from home in lockdown have been quick to point out!ReplyDelete
I told Glen yesterday that it was amazing what we've discovered we don't actually have to go out for.Delete
But hey- snacks and booze? That would probably be okay. You'd make a great treasurer.
I've been incredibly scattered and forgetful as well. I'm coming to accept that I really only have the me that is here in this moment, and that there is no continuity and I might not remember anything at all.ReplyDelete
I would vote for you in a heartbeat as well!
You're right, Ms. VAH. And as a friend of mine once said, "Cherish your spaciness."Delete
Might as well, I suppose. It is an inefficient way to live but who cares? Who's holding a time clock on us? God? I think not.
I wonder what happens with all of our memories when we die. Well, actually, I don't. I just presume they all disappear with everything else.
Yesterday I wandered around my house for an hour looking for Sophie's small bottle of CBDA that I'd taken out of the fridge to give her. I finally found it, but I almost cried. I'm hoping that being aware of one's forgetfulness is a good sign.ReplyDelete
Oh, definitely a good sign.Delete
Honey, I can lose something from the refrigerator to the counter. Not only can I, I do it frequently.
I only visited this illustrious blog today to see piles of green beans but my quest was thwarted. As honesty is not one pf the prerequisites for achieving the presidency, I agree that you would "suck" at being the president. Trump's latest lie just half an hour ago - " Too many Universities and School Systems are about Radical Left Indoctrination, not Education." What balderdash!ReplyDelete
The funny thing is- Trump doesn't even believe this shit, I bet. He'll say anything that his handlers write down for him to write. It's ironic isn't it, that instead of realizing that educated people are generally more liberal than uneducated people, a lot of people just want to think that the educated (whether at institutions or on their own or both) have indeed been indoctrinated. Obviously it's not because they are better informed or have a tendency to actually think about things. Lord knows that can't be true. Stay tuned for more bags of green beans.Delete
If it makes you feel any better, I do that kind of stuff all the time. And then I wonder about my brain, and why I'm so easily distracted, and was I ALWAYS that way? Who knows.ReplyDelete
I laughed at your memory of being a club treasurer for a club you never attended. That happened to me several times in high school. I was an officer in the science club and as far as I know we never had a single meeting. Was the teacher waiting for us to pull it together, or was he supposed to do it? I still have no idea.
The joke re. the clubs was that we had one meeting -- to take the picture for the yearbook.Delete
Haha! I think I may have belonged to a few of those kinds of clubs too.Delete
I know for sure I haven't always been this distracted. I'm to the point now where I'm just rationalizing it as the normal reaction to the pandemic and oh yeah, aging.
I've never been a joiner and the few time I joined something and tried to act like the kind of person my parents wanted me to be instead of the liberal loner I've always been living on the edge it never worked out. the last time I tried anything like that was my second year of college when I joined a service club because I thought we would be doing things like SERVICE to those in need but they wanted to do the whole hazing thing for a weekend at one of the members beach house and I went along with the harmless pranks until they wanted to smash a raw egg in my hair at which point I refused. nope, not happening. then the other young women refused and that was the end of the hazing.ReplyDelete
I've been a little more productive the last few days but by 3 PM, I'm done for the day. Nothing gets done after that.
Having may have been involved in that service club I joined which is why I never went back. I wasn't aware enough in high school to realize I didn't have to participate. What crap!ReplyDelete
Yeah. It's important to pace ourselves in this heat. It's been brutal.
I would vote for you for president any day. You’d be a damned sight better than the clown we have now. Also you has a very productive day. ❤️ReplyDelete