This week started out kind of hard. If you could imagine a turtle trying to skirt back into its shell, then you would pretty much get how my mood has been. Freaky anxiety for no reason, but I’ve been pushing back mentally. I have been working with my plants and trying to get more supplies from Amazon! I purchased a small greenhouse for my veggies because our cat crawled into the pot and tried to claim it as his home and I can now see little buds. Just being able to work on something new is helping to ease the uneasiness to a small degree.
I was finally able to find a small freezer online from Walmart’s. My refrigerator is too small to hold our frozen food, I purchased the cheapest one Home Depot had last year, and now I am having to deal with the error of not getting what I needed the first time around. My husband wanted to buy a larger fridge, but I felt like a small freezer would do the trick, plus I didn’t want to waste money.
I only paid 40 bucks for the greenhouse which was also a money saver. I’m trying to make sure we can at least have veggies if all else fails. Last year I planted a group of veggies and the snails got a hold to my garden and that was pretty much, all she wrote. I have tried for least ten years to grow a vegetable garden and something always happens. From landscapers cutting them down, snails, cats or too much rain, I have no luck. So, this year I am determined which is why I ordered the greenhouse. I think they are supposed to keep water and insects out of the veggies.
A lot of crazy is transpiring today in different states across America. I have chosen not to dwell on it because at the end of the day, you cannot force people to do the right thing. Plus, thinking about this stuff constantly makes you stressed out. I would say we are all feeling at least some level of acute stress, if not more. There are just so many crazy things happening right now. It just overwhelms you if you dwell on it too long or forget that life still goes on. As for this second, I want to think about my Girl Scout cookies that have yet to arrive. I thought for sure I would be smacking on some shortbread cookies and having myself a glass of milk.
Anyway, I just wanted to pull myself out of my isolation box and say hello. Normally, I would just let this feeling keep me hostage, but for some reason I don’t want to be sucked in right now. Maybe it was getting up to water my plants, or seeing life grow when there is so much death around. I just feel a little more hopeful and I think I owe it to my plants!