I accomplished my goal yesterday. It wasn’t too bad. I had to renew my driver’s license before mid-July, or I’d have to take the written test again. The last time I had to renew, I didn’t notice it expired until a bank teller told me. I was in the drive-thru, and I had a meltdown. Even now, I’m struggling to put the words together, (like I blocked it out.) I was literally driving with an expired license when I found out my license was expired, so my brain decided to try rebooting. Good times.
The teller came outside, got in on the passenger side, turned off my engine, and asked me if I needed some water. This is why I live in South Dakota. It’s full of guardian angels. When I head out of town to find some cows to entertain with my violin, I don’t worry about being shot for trespassing by a farmer. I would never do this in Texas, (or during hunting season.) I like farms, but only for visiting. Farmers are pragmatic to the point of almost seeming a bit mean, but the impression doesn’t last very long. I’ve noticed this trait in people who work in a potentially dangerous environment.
For some reason, cows love classical music. When I sit on the fence and play, they act like it’s the most fascinating thing they’ve ever witnessed. It’s probable. However, I don’t mind. I enjoy an audience that never claps. I’m better at tolerating clapping now than when I was a kid, but I still avoid it. I want to say it hurts, but we’re not playing horseshoes. I use earplugs when I play with an ensemble or orchestra. Sometimes the rush to get them in before the clapping starts practically does me in. I usually only play for children. They’re so good about applauding in sign language.
I’m so scattered today. I can see the light at the end of this tunnel. My energy is low, but I’m otherwise alright. I’ll probably sleep like the dead tonight, and awaken refreshed in the morning. Yep. That’s happening (out of sheer will.) I’m going to knock out the rest of my chores tonight so I can feel good about it tomorrow. I tacked on a second hard thing yesterday, but it was getting new glasses. I have to go back to pick them up next week. The only hard part is driving in a busy area. I probably should see if Lasik surgery can handle astigmatism yet.
I’m hard on glasses, and I’ve never had a good experience with super glue. I try so hard to be careful, but I’m afraid it’s just beyond my motor skills. Super annoying glue is more like it. I feel like I could go to bed now, but I haven’t even had lunch yet. I need to do better with variety in my diet. I tend to eat a meal of fruit, a meal of vegetables, and a meal of nuts. (I graze on bagged lettuce when I’m home. It’s like soggy chips that don’t burn my lips.) The problem lies in choosing only one type of each for weeks at a stretch. I don’t cook. I only eat cooked food when someone gives me some, or I go out to eat.
I’m disappointed in food technology. It’s nowhere near what it could be. Bento boxes are the only food technology I’m pleased with. (The tech is basically fun.) If I were in charge, a meal would be the size of a King Snickers, only shaped like something cool. I want to eat a 3D printed meal shaped like Totoro or Baymax. I want to decide the flavors on demand from a list of favorites. I want the option to experiment with flavors and textures. I want it to be optimized to my body’s needs at the moment, based on a saliva sample or something.
Someone should be working on this. I honestly don’t understand why I can’t have this now. Granted, I probably couldn’t afford the original setup, but I do think micronutrients can be replicated in a lab. I just don’t think anyone has figured out how to do it while generating a significant enough initial profit to take (it before shareholders) the risk. Sigh. Maybe Jeff Bezos will get around to it. Let’s stop farming the land and grow us some scientists instead. Let’s make earth great again.