January 16, 2007

• talking about the weather

  I hesitate even to mention the weather, what with California having lost so many crops and the middle states iced up and blacked out, but I won’t hesitate very long. 

  It is COLD.  That Arctic air mass that moved down over the lower 48 had been hanging on here for a couple of weeks with temps down in the mid-thirties subzero, before it moved on.  We had several days after that of mild temperatures, single and double digits above zero, before it cooled off again.  Last night it was twenty below here.

  A convergence of factors drew me out of the house for a day during the mild spell.  I had promises to keep to Flat Maddie (a friend who arrived in the mail from Wisconsin last month), I had read everything on hand that held any interest for me, we were running out of cat food and kitty litter, and Greyfox had a bunch of groceries for me that were taking up space that he needed before the weekend gun show.

  I made a stop at the library, several photo ops with Flat Maddie, had lunch with Greyfox and then shifted 25- and 50-pound bags at the warehouse store (by myself, of course — he can’t do heavy lifting) before returning to his place at dusk to load up the stuff that was taking up space in his car and cabin.  It was a day or two after that before I knew how much I’d hurt myself.  I hadn’t been ready for that much activity, and I still have not recovered after four days of rest.

  I’m beginning a Candida cleansing two weeks today, no fruit, beans, grains, starches or other high-carb foods, just eggs, fish, poultry and leafy greens.  Hypoglycemia is where I’m at today, irritable and weepy.  One of the kittens climbed the poly sheet over the front window, leaving claw holes in it that I will have to tape up when I’m done here.  When she came down, she knocked over a potted plant, another mess I’ll need to clean up.  As I righted the plant, I was crying.  I don’t usually cry over little stuff like that.  I’ll just chalk it up to my weakened condition.

  Doug told me yesterday that we have about a week’s worth of firewood left, and I still have not found anyone around here with wood for sale.  If I don’t find someone soon, at least I won’t have those houseplants to worry about any more.  If it doesn’t warm up soon, the wood we have won’t even last a week.  There are some pieces in the yard now, too long for the stove, that he can cut with a hand saw, but that’s going to be unpleasant verging on dangerous at these temperatures.

  Right now, I need to go put more wood in the stove and try to motivate Doug to go back out and dig around to see if he can find more wood under the snow.  Later….

  

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