First, water.
We’re in a drought here, and our town’s mayor (a jolly fellow who I like a lot) declared a state of water emergency. The aquifers of this desert have been depleted quite severely through pumping, and so now the squeeze is on. No water for our little lawns (emphasis on little. We’ve got postage stamp lawns as it is here.) They even suggested taking the rinse water from our dish washing and using it to water the potted plants outside.
Yikes.
So, that’s exciting. And awful. We’ve had a few days of reprieve from the heat, thank Heaven above, and some rain at last. It’s not going to remedy a decade of drought, but yeah. We’ll take it! Any drops, any time!
So, enough about the weather.
And I’ve decided to skip oil because I’ll probably go on a political tirade. As the Japanese say, “iranai.” (Nobody wants that.)
In other news, I heard last night that BIG IN JAPAN will now be stocked at in the Barnes and Noble warehouse to be available to all the stores in Arizona and nearby places. Wowee! That’s so cool. I do give credit to the awesome, totally neat friends I have who diligently went into their local bookstores and asked for the book. Thanks, peoples! You make me so happy. The publisher (Jolly Fish Press, who are truly the jolliest) worked really hard for this, and they also said this increases the chance of this being stocked nationally. Woo hoo! Feeling the happy for that.
Now for the other things that don’t mix.
I have been on my non-writing kick as I reorganize my house and now, I sit down to quickly do my household budget and bam. I forgot to pay a bill–an important one. And it was due today. At least when I was writing I could do the budget. When I’m painting and decluttering and washing baseboards and selling stuff on the facebook garage sale site, I guess I can’t also keep up with the money.
I could do writing and money, but not writing and housekeeping. Although it appears I can’t do housekeeping and money, either. So, I guess I am not good at housekeeping for a reason. I think it’s because if I do it, I end up not being able to do anything else. And since there are a LOT of other things that really, really ought to be done (like cooking–which I haven’t done well this past few days either, burning the ground beef on Saturday into antrhacite, and then undercooking the pinto beans yesterday so horribly that they were still crunchy at dinnertime and we all just had to eat chips and salsa for dinner although no one complained), I think perhaps I should just finish this round of housekeeping in the next few weeks and then let it go.
Like for another decade, as I have in the past.
It’s better that way. For everyone.
