Menu for the week of August 14, 2016
Breakfast: Pancakes, a late breakfast since it plans to rain all day
Lunch: Skipping lunch
Dinner: Roast turkey (It’s a small bird.)
Breakfast: Breakfast burrito
Lunch: Pasta salad
Dinner: Sausage and peppers with rice
Breakfast: Leftover pancakes
Dinner: Turkey leftovers
Breakfast: Bagels with schmear
Lunch: Grilled cheese sandwiches
Dinner: Red beans and rice
Lunch: Turkey salad sandwiches (I’ll be freezing whatever meat is left and saving some for the dogs.)
Breakfast: Cheese omelette
Dinner: Fried trout
Breakfast: Breakfast out (We almost always have breakfast out if we’re hunting garage sales.)
Lunch: Soup and salad
Dinner: Taco night
Our heat wave is on hiatus. There’s a good chance of rain every day for the next 10 days. I’m not complaining. It’ll still be in the mid 90s but that’s better than the 109 we had last Friday.
The constant chance of rain means most of my work will be indoors. On my to-do list is to finish refinishing a dvd cabinet we bought at a garage sale. I also want to repaint the ceilings in the main living areas of the house before the cabinet refinishers come in.
There are other jobs on my list, but those two have priority.
Yesterday, I spent HOURS doing one tedious task I had put off for a long time. I cleaned out my email boxes. I deleted more than 25,000 emails. The last time I cleaned them out that thoroughly was 4 years ago.
It made me sad and sometimes angry. Some of the people who had emailed me over the years had stopped corresponding with me all together. I have no idea why. I had even gone so far as to try to reconnect, but I never got a response.
Others (mostly authors) were hugely popular on social media and now I never hear about them. Did they switch careers? Burn out? Die?
A couple of people did die and that made me relive the fateful days I learned of their deaths.
There was one troubling trend in the deleted emails. I had a lot of people asking favors–sometimes big favors. I love being able to help when I can, but many of these people were nearly strangers. I have a hard time asking for favors, and here was a whole passel of strangers more or less demanding my time or my artwork. Maybe I look like a patsy for a sad story.
There were good memories in those emails too, but they seemed overshadowed by the many people who contacted me to get something for nothing. It’s a sad commentary.
Have you ever cleaned out your email box of old emails? Are there people on that list that no longer talk to you?