Today I had a mini meltdown at the fact all my crops are rotting because of the rubbish weather; panicked some more that the house is still a work in progress and I'm not on track with my plans to improve storage and security before the winter; stressed myself out about the lack of corn in the US....
I then poured myself a small alcoholic beverage, calmed down and unwrapped my delivery of late planting seed potatoes to get popped in the greenhouse..... my progress may be small, but it's real...
In the morning I am fishing. The river. It has been in flood since the start of June. It is not perfect but I reckon Iwill catch. Afternoon I have a LOAD of firewood coming in. Cost is nil.
In three words I can sum up everything I have learned about life: It goes on.
Robert Frost.
Covid 19: After that level of weirdness ,any situation is certainly possible.
picked up some more air rifle pellets and darts (got a few thousand). Been checking out alternative bugout locations on the maps so have to start scouting them out.