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the past. I had to admit I did notice a considerable difference in my overall health when I cut back. Still, the habit was a hard one to break and needed a replacement. I found myself drinking hot water a lot, and occasionally making a tea from what tea bags I had and whatever I could find outside and steep.
Playing solitaire was getting old so I started playing against myself in cribbage with a makeshift board I made. I also played a few hands of black jack and poker against myself too. Most of my free time though was spent planning for spring. I was going to start preparing for next winter the moment this winter ended. I was starting to find myself daydreaming too about getting out of this mess. I wondered how the cabin was fairing this winter, and looked forward to a visit this spring after the snow melted. I had stocked the cabin pretty good, and even brought some gear up that I left for use up there.
As I returned to reality I realized I had no idea what day it was. I hadn’t heard the date or day announced on the radio today, and didn’t even remember if I had in the last few days. I added a calendar to my list of needed supplies. That was one thing I just never even thought of picking up. I had never needed one before, but living out here had certain affects like not needing to know which day it was. So eventually you just stop keeping track altogether. I suppose it really wasn’t important though. It wasn’t like I had to be to work on Monday or anything like that.
“Yeah, cross calendar off list.” I slowly crossed the calendar off my supply list.
That was another thing I started to notice during these long winter months. I was beginning to talk out loud to myself or to no one at all! I was beginning to question my sanity, but came to the conclusion that I was fine. Of course, that was after having a debate with myself over the issue. I have to admit, if a third party had joined in I might have considered myself to be insane. I was doing very well overall though. I was a little worried about actually surviving the winter, but so far I had stood strong and had been ready for the test.
I looked outside at the gray and overcastted afternoon. Seeing the possibility of more snow flying this evening, I decided to put off a trip to town until the next afternoon. If things were looking good tomorrow, I would definitely take a needed supply run to town. I spent some time cleaning the camper a little. I made sure I kept things stowed away and to not let any clutter or filth gain an inch. To do so would inevitably have given a pathway for depression to come running in. Just because I was alone and in the middle of the mountains didn’t mean I couldn’t keep things tidy and in proper order. Who knows, maybe the military might find me and drop by. I laughed at the mere thought of it or having company stop by at all. It seemed like such a crazy thought having a guest over.
After laughing to myself, I gathered up my gear I was going to bring tomorrow and placed everything neatly together. I had enough of cleaning for now. It was time to listen to the radio and have a cup of hot water. The thought of coffee came to mind, so I decided right there to have hot soup for dinner and to also try and acquire more coffee in town. Hopefully the hot soup would help control the want for a good coffee. I think the main problem was drinking tasteless hot water so it should work.
The next morning my coffee craze got of control. I put a temporary end to the rationing and ended up having two cups of coffee before heading out to town. I listened to the radio as I normally did while drinking my coffee. Things still sounded rather hopeful. Maybe this was going to be the turning point. Hopefully now that the government was on the move and restoring security to the nation, we could start standing again and fix this whole
Playing solitaire was getting old so I started playing against myself in cribbage with a makeshift board I made. I also played a few hands of black jack and poker against myself too. Most of my free time though was spent planning for spring. I was going to start preparing for next winter the moment this winter ended. I was starting to find myself daydreaming too about getting out of this mess. I wondered how the cabin was fairing this winter, and looked forward to a visit this spring after the snow melted. I had stocked the cabin pretty good, and even brought some gear up that I left for use up there.
As I returned to reality I realized I had no idea what day it was. I hadn’t heard the date or day announced on the radio today, and didn’t even remember if I had in the last few days. I added a calendar to my list of needed supplies. That was one thing I just never even thought of picking up. I had never needed one before, but living out here had certain affects like not needing to know which day it was. So eventually you just stop keeping track altogether. I suppose it really wasn’t important though. It wasn’t like I had to be to work on Monday or anything like that.
“Yeah, cross calendar off list.” I slowly crossed the calendar off my supply list.
That was another thing I started to notice during these long winter months. I was beginning to talk out loud to myself or to no one at all! I was beginning to question my sanity, but came to the conclusion that I was fine. Of course, that was after having a debate with myself over the issue. I have to admit, if a third party had joined in I might have considered myself to be insane. I was doing very well overall though. I was a little worried about actually surviving the winter, but so far I had stood strong and had been ready for the test.
I looked outside at the gray and overcastted afternoon. Seeing the possibility of more snow flying this evening, I decided to put off a trip to town until the next afternoon. If things were looking good tomorrow, I would definitely take a needed supply run to town. I spent some time cleaning the camper a little. I made sure I kept things stowed away and to not let any clutter or filth gain an inch. To do so would inevitably have given a pathway for depression to come running in. Just because I was alone and in the middle of the mountains didn’t mean I couldn’t keep things tidy and in proper order. Who knows, maybe the military might find me and drop by. I laughed at the mere thought of it or having company stop by at all. It seemed like such a crazy thought having a guest over.
After laughing to myself, I gathered up my gear I was going to bring tomorrow and placed everything neatly together. I had enough of cleaning for now. It was time to listen to the radio and have a cup of hot water. The thought of coffee came to mind, so I decided right there to have hot soup for dinner and to also try and acquire more coffee in town. Hopefully the hot soup would help control the want for a good coffee. I think the main problem was drinking tasteless hot water so it should work.
The next morning my coffee craze got of control. I put a temporary end to the rationing and ended up having two cups of coffee before heading out to town. I listened to the radio as I normally did while drinking my coffee. Things still sounded rather hopeful. Maybe this was going to be the turning point. Hopefully now that the government was on the move and restoring security to the nation, we could start standing again and fix this whole
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