Yesterday when Missus and I got up around 5:00Am, she was complaining of a bad night’s sleep. She had the symptoms of the flu, but also complained of feeling hot all night, and shivering. She said she hut on her left side in a way that could have been her appendix or her pyelonephritis acting up again. I had to go to work in town, and try the early morning shift out and see if that was worth getting up for. I thought maybe it could produce some evening times for me to work in the shop in the near future. I will say right now, no.
By around 8:30AM I was in town worrying about Missus. I picked up an order at Chick-Fil-A and drove out of there, south on Main Street. I came to Cache Valley Boulevard, about half a block away. Next thing I know, I am sat there with a few cars behind me, one speeding past in the right lane, and people in the left turn lane looking at me, and a honk sounding behind me. I could not tell you if I had come to a stop at a red light, a green light, or what. There I was, freaked out because I don’t remember coming to that light and stopping. I was just sort of suddenly there. I took off and went on my way to the delivery up at the University, and everything else was fine. But I was so distracted at that point that I lost a minute, more or less. Probably a lot less. It is not something I can think of happening before.
The rest of the day was pretty good. I worked to keep my wits about me. It was a sort of competition between having been freaked out by that and worry about how Missus was doing. I went for long stretches of not hearing from her in our usual quick touch manner of sending a little heart on Messenger. But I was told once or twice by my daughter and Missus’s sister that Missus was resting. That doesn’t say much but knowing they were there to look after her whatever the case, it had to be enough.
I was thrilled to come home and find Missus up and about and feeling much better than she had seemed to start out in the morning. She is better this morning, too. I realize that what happened to her in December of last year left an emotional mark on me. It was rough. I am not a fan. I mean, it is a nice reminder that I don’t just casually like her, but that I love that lady, and she is me. At the same time, it is unnerving to have an idea what to be prepared for if she does go through another health emergency.
Okay, at any rate, I don’t feel like yesterday was worthwhile. I did not stay in for evening rush and barely got up over $100 by then. It was a bit pathetic. I like to say I am chasing pennies, and yesterday really felt like I was. It is almost 6AM today, and I am going to get these thoughts out of my head, then go back to sleep for a bit, get a decent amount of rest, then try to eat and do a normal wake up, then do a lunch and dinner rush like I have done all summer, and see if that is better. On the weekdays now I am in school mode and getting late breakfast through to just before dinner. It is working up about $100 each day. I come in a little over. I don’t know why that works, but I always have the option to go back after getting the kids from school, and I have the weekends to make up for it, such as today. Given the amount of fuel I have to put in, and the other costs, I am really only starting to pay the bills with what I earned yesterday and will today and tomorrow. Ther is no fun money at the moment.
How am I? Moldier every time you see me. Compliments of P G Wodehouse.
Alright. Sis goes back to England in two days. That’s no fun. She has been dealing with an injury from work this visit and had been pretty sedate. I hope it has been a fulfilling trip for her though. I have been trying to get as much time with her as I can because who knows how long till we see her again. There has been the hot weather, too. So, I suspect that with the weather beginning to cool tomorrow and through the coming week, and her heading home, I will be spending more time getting things sorted for winter here, now. I have got a lot of work ahead of me if I want this place starting up next spring in a shape ready to be productive and well cared for. It looks like hell here right now, and I definitely don’t like it. It won’t do to have another summer like this one. No, not at all.
The little chickens are all still alive, so far, and seem to be doing well. They are getting ready for spring production, and I hope we will be in much more presentable shape to sell those, as well as to sell other things at both the farm stand, and the little shop. This has been hard. We have had no luck so far, so by spring, I want to see things rolling along better than they have been. More products to sell from the farm, and more reasons for folks to stop by and see what else is on offer through the store. I will have to be ready by spring to be getting firewood the moment mud season is over.