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I did not attend our traditional yearly trip to Baxter with Eor and ElvyB because of having recently been hospitalized with gut issues and not wanting to risk peritonitis when hours from any medical help.
We got a three-day weekend together last week and intended to camp, but A) had a LOT that needed doing around the house, including a cord of wood that needed stacking, and B) couldn't find any campsites open, and didn't fancy our chances at any of the first-come-first-served sites with how completely inundated this area is with campers and tourists of all stripe at present. So we stayed home and stacked wood.
This week we have off. We stayed up late making hiking meals and organizing our camping stuff mostly into two packs (I don't have an ultra-light sleeping bag), to do a sort of dry-run of how we are at living as minimalistly as possible. And at 10:30pm Eor's sister J (LiberalNurse) called to let us know that their sister C (ConservativeNurse, retired because in a late stage of cancer) had passed out (and gashed her head on the way down) and is in the hospital. C called on our landline a few minutes later and confirmed with Eor that it was okay that she gave him as emergency contact. She's in a hospital in Mass because she was travelling at the time, so Eor's the closest relative, physically, at present.
Initially I didn't get the full picture. I was like "well, if we're in cell phone coverage it won't matter where we are if they call", but then Eor pointed out that sometimes you can make calls and not receive them, and also that it seems C probably gave our landline as the contact number, since that was how she called him. So. I am inside, listening for the landline, and Eor is fixing the garage door frame, which was rotted out at the bottom. There's always something to do. I have no beef with the situation, there's tons for me to be doing inside as well, there always is. Dusting, laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, etc. And I could be writing letters and updating my paper journal and maybe working on some creative writing project. Not to mention posting. :)
Now I really need to decide if BritBox is worth my $70 for a year. I'm not a huge consumer of video, these days, but the free for one week sample got me hooked into "Dirk Gently," and there might be another thing or two to waste my phone battery on. ;)
We got a three-day weekend together last week and intended to camp, but A) had a LOT that needed doing around the house, including a cord of wood that needed stacking, and B) couldn't find any campsites open, and didn't fancy our chances at any of the first-come-first-served sites with how completely inundated this area is with campers and tourists of all stripe at present. So we stayed home and stacked wood.
This week we have off. We stayed up late making hiking meals and organizing our camping stuff mostly into two packs (I don't have an ultra-light sleeping bag), to do a sort of dry-run of how we are at living as minimalistly as possible. And at 10:30pm Eor's sister J (LiberalNurse) called to let us know that their sister C (ConservativeNurse, retired because in a late stage of cancer) had passed out (and gashed her head on the way down) and is in the hospital. C called on our landline a few minutes later and confirmed with Eor that it was okay that she gave him as emergency contact. She's in a hospital in Mass because she was travelling at the time, so Eor's the closest relative, physically, at present.
Initially I didn't get the full picture. I was like "well, if we're in cell phone coverage it won't matter where we are if they call", but then Eor pointed out that sometimes you can make calls and not receive them, and also that it seems C probably gave our landline as the contact number, since that was how she called him. So. I am inside, listening for the landline, and Eor is fixing the garage door frame, which was rotted out at the bottom. There's always something to do. I have no beef with the situation, there's tons for me to be doing inside as well, there always is. Dusting, laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, etc. And I could be writing letters and updating my paper journal and maybe working on some creative writing project. Not to mention posting. :)
Now I really need to decide if BritBox is worth my $70 for a year. I'm not a huge consumer of video, these days, but the free for one week sample got me hooked into "Dirk Gently," and there might be another thing or two to waste my phone battery on. ;)