Cold. Not crazy cold but still cold. And clear, with warming on the way. Don’t really know what we’ll get. Won’t make much difference to me, as I’ve got stuff to do. It was certainly cold yesterday. My sprinkler vacuum breaker froze and broke, and when it thawed, it shot water 10 feet in the air for about half an hour before someone noticed. Temps hovered around 32F most of the day.
I did one pickup, mostly stuff for the BOL, and hit a thrift store and the HEB on my way home. Needed to stop and pickup the prescriptions they were nagging me about. Didn’t buy any more meat, as pickins were still slim. Some of the shelves had been restocked, notably the ramen noodles. Cream and hamburger and eggs were still missing.
Today I’ve got a couple of pickups if they are open. I’d like to do a drop off too, but that’s not really up to me and may not happen. I really need to ‘clear the decks’ in case I end up going to Chicago for a funeral tomorrow.
Don’t know yet if I’m going or not. It’s been a mix of obligation, dread, sadness, and unlike most of the time, I’m really not sure what I want to do. It’s family, we were not close as kids, and less so as adults, and there will be a bunch of people there I don’t really want to see. On the other hand, his siblings were part of my childhood, we ARE family, and he was a similar age to me. The timing isn’t great, the economics aren’t great, but neither is a deal breaker. Obligations. Where do they come from? How strong are they? How do you feel when you don’t fulfill them?
Meatspace. There are aspects that truly suck.
Get out in it anyway. And stack.
nick