A pinch of this, and a splash of that...

I got supper in the crock pot. Chicken with vegetables, tomatoes and cannellini beans, and then cleaned the kitchen. 

It was a book club meeting today for lunch, which I always look forward to. Last month, we were looking ahead at an election. This month, it's done. We all are a little sick about it, but it's done. I guess I'm a bit pragmatic. It is what it is, and we simply have to look at things thoughtfully, with an eye toward preparing ourselves for what comes next. We are being warned to expect two years of hardship, and Elon Musk says that "Americans need economic hardship" (like a billionaire understands economic hardship). 

So. Tim and I are preparing for that, and the one thing that I know about us for sure is that we have lived through some pretty lean times, and we've always squeaked through. We are sensible and we are practical, and we have always been frugal. I'm more worried about the people who don't understand thrift. They are going to be hard hit. I know that some of the most ramshackle places in our county have big old proud Trump signs in their front yards, so I am kind of interested to see what happens when they realize that these cuts are going to affect them as well. 

I realized today that we are not all in the same place. Some people are quite emotional about this. Actually terrified of the future. So afraid that all the calm words in the world would not make a difference. It was a little disconcerting. 

Anyways, I headed out on two errands. I had to pick up two prescriptions. I was shocked spitless that they were $77. I said, "I don't understand this. We paid less before we had a prescription plan." Long story short. They had Tim's Humana information in the system, but for some reason it wasn't 'taking'. They didn't have my Humana information in at all. It took quite a bit of time to sort out, but in the end, the prescriptions were covered, and there was no copay, so I guess that my patience and her persistence paid off in the end. 

I also bought a glass two quart jar at the thrift store. I've been reading about sourdough bread, and have made up my mind to give it a try. It's just that there are so many different schools of thought on growing the starter. Mary Moon? Feel free to advise. (Any of the rest of you? Jump right on in.)

I finally got home, jumped into work clothes and headed over to the rehab. Tim was still working in the bathroom. We worked for a couple of hours, but he was tired, so I sent him home to get that supper which had been left simmering when I left the house earlier. 

I headed down to feed the kittens. It had been spitting snow all day long, but nothing had been sticking. Halfway to the new house, the snow began to get heavier. By the time that I pulled into the driveway at the new house, it had begun to cover the ground. 

It was starting to get dark by then, and the kittens were very glad that I was there. I sat with them for a while. I mix their canned catfood into the dry kibble, and add the warm gravy over top. They do love that. I petted all four of them today, but didn't want to stick around too long, being worried about the weather. 

I needn't have worried. I drove out of the snow squall just as suddenly as I'd driven into it. There is no snow on the ground here, although we are expecting some tomorrow. 

This post is kind of all over the place, but some days are just like that.