Rusty's Armory

The rota rotas

Posted on May 1, 2020

An update on all things:

Well, here it is this morning, the coffee post. We will have no Great American novel composing here, and if that is to be the zenith of my writing career, I should lower my expectations and apply myself to perfecting the coffee post. I find that if I do not write every day, my writing ability really suffers.

The world continues in my little corner of paradise, the sun rises the sun sets, and I still await that little tap on the left shoulder from Thanatos when it is my time. I am in no big hurry for that event, but I think I do feel his chill breath over my left shoulder at times.

I have three riding mowers and two push mowers that are not working, but my strength has deteriorated to the point that I can no longer repair them. Finding a mechanic who is willing to come out here has really been a hassle. With the virus scare, people oddly are not answering their phones. I am awaiting two call backs.

I waited too long to trap the feral cats and have them neutered, so I think our family has grown a bit larger than intended. It is hard to tell since there is a large space under the house where the cats have nested. I must get that population explosion taken care of.

My brother and niece have returned to Pueblo. It is a two-day drive from here and they left Tuesday. But since no one has told me whether they have arrived or not I don’t know for sure. Strong hint. They arrived the day before the big national lock-down and stayed with us a few weeks while everybody in the world went into full panic.

Everyone took turns preparing meals and mowing the grasslands, and we enjoyed their stay. Surprising, since I am not the most scintillating host you have ever had.  I tend to need my naps and when dinner is finished, so am I.

Today is preparation day. Friday. So Snooks is about the house getting things ready for the Shabbat meal. The week went by unbelievably quickly and time seems to be getting away from me. I catch myself wishing things would slow down a little bit.

And so goes the rota of days. Good coffee in the morning. Sound, restful sleep in the evenings.

Good morning!