Crazy weather! in A small but passable life.

It started raining Saturday just before noon. It rained steadily until Sunday morning. It left an inch-and-a-half in the rain gauge. And then Monday I woke up to fog so thick I could barely see across the street. And it was sixty degrees at 7am. Today the sun is trying to come out.

Daughter called last night after being silent for a few days. She was at her BFF’s house where she’d been for a couple of days. Her and Rowan. Rowan’s dad is still having “new father” issues. She’s decided that she hasn’t got the bandwidth to both be a new mother and also deal with nonsense that really doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of raising a child. Good for her.

Covid, the flu, and RSV are rampaging through the area, One child has already died in this county from the flu. And people are still dying from Covid. Even fully vaccinated people are dying from Covid.

And I’ve still not decided whether or not to get the fourth Moderna booster or get the flu shot. I heard on the radio that the Covid shots may not be free for much longer.

Or I could just do what I’ve been doing for the last three years which is to stay away from people as much as possible. I did fly out to Missouri and back in July to visit the Grandson but I wore an KN-95 on the plane even though most people on the plane weren’t masked.

I’ve got the X-mas cards mailed out. I’m not putting up the outside lights this year as I’m not expecting visitors like I had the last two X-mas’s.

The trash service has changed here. It used to be trash on Mondays and recycling on Thursdays with a regular truck with a couple of guys hanging off the back. Now they’ve given everyone one of those big-ass ugly brown bins which is picked up on Mondays by one guy in a truck with the robot arm. Apparently there is now a recycling bin somewhere in the park. But the rumor is that it’s always full and you can’t toss in glass. So yeah, I’m still filling up my recycling tub just off the front porch and then emptying it into the big bin. My one tiny bag of kitchen trash takes about a month to fill up. Food scrap? There is none here. Coffee grounds go down the kitchen sink. Mom wouldn’t allow me to do that before. Even though I tried to explain the benefits of it. (I used to work for Roto-Rooter. I know shit, literally.)

Starlink is still working beautifully. They did send an email saying something about how if I use more than a terabyte of data in a twenty-four period something may happen. That’s not ever going to happen so I stopped reading it. But I saved the email. I may get curious and read it some day.

Someone showed up here on PB that has been absent for awhile. Someone that I’ve been reading for nearly eighteen years, starting on OD. It sounds like she’s been through the wringer during the absence, but has come out the other side intact. Good for her.

Anyway, I’m just going to sit here and wait for the sun to come from behind the clouds and see if it warms up enough to return to the pool.