Day 202: Rain and Other Things

Posted on 10/01/2020 by chick
  • We got some rain this week. It came with a high wind that tore away a considerable amount of autumn foliage. But, if that is the price of rain, so be it.
  • At some time over the last few months, I got confused about the number of driveway laps in a mile. I have been walking twice as far as I thought I was. I usually hate making mistakes, but not this kind.
  • We’ve decided to take my car to our old mechanic, just to see if he agrees with what needs to be done and/or can do the work cheaper. Fingers crossed. I have been able to tolerate staying home only because it has been my choice. It would quickly become intolerable if I felt that I were being forced to stay home. I need my car.
  • I am reading The Lie Tree by Frances Hardinge. What a strange and dark book! It oozes anger. The main characters do terrible things. Still, I am eager to find out how it ends. This is my second book by Hardinge (The Lost Conspiracy was first), and I am so impressed that I will make a point of reading everything she’s published. She has a rare talent for writing, from the sentence level to the top, and for creating fresh, inventive storylines.
  • I collected a gallon bag’s worth of acorns, because I thought it might be fun to try making acorn flour. With acorns in such abundance, why not? My husband reminded me of how often acorns have worms in them. I cracked open a bunch, and they looked fine. So I brought the bag in and left it open so that the acorns, slightly moist, could dry out. I checked the bag last night to make sure they were drying. Instead, I found a bead of moisture with a worm in it near the top of the bag. Gross. I couldn’t stand the idea of larvae wriggling around in my office, or anywhere else in the house, so I put the acorns back outside. So much for that idea!
  • Listening to Donald Trump speak makes me angry, anxious, and even physically unwell. So I knew better than to watch the presidential debate, but I must have been the only one. So many people are complaining about how awful he was, and I’m like, “Well, what were you expecting? Did you think he’d changed? Matured? Developed into the role?” Hah. Not him, not ever. There is no depth to which he will not sink, people. Just accept it and ignore him as much as possible.
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