It’s been tough trying to cut all the salt out of my diet. The food companies are so good at sneaking it into things that you have to read EVERY label, and you STILL can’t avoid it all. I always had more of a weakness for salt than sugar, especially potato chips, so it takes a concerted effort to keep things in line. I got some salt-free chips today, for the first time in months, and enjoyed them. I really don’t need the starch or the grease either one, though. The flavor in boughten food comes from three sources, salt, sugar and fat. You can be sure that if they cut one, they’ll double up on the others.
When the cardiologist prescribed a couple blood thinners, he warned me about one of them. He said that if I started getting blood in my urine, I should stop taking it and call him. So, you might guess that the blood showed up after business hours on Friday. Guess I’ll call him Monday morning.
It’s been three weeks since I’ve had any income, so I’m back to selling things to buy groceries. Luckily, I have a few things that I actually WANTED to sell, so it’s working out okay. One guy brought his grandson and bought the anvil today. By cutting him a deal, I also got him to take a set of iron wheels and a cattle stanchion. The lawn looks neater, especially since I sold the big grindstone the other day. Less to mow around!
Tomorrow, I have to deliver a Ruger 10/22 that I’m selling. I’m keeping the one with the trigger job that has a two ounce trigger and a 3x9 scope. I guess it’s time to sell my 1860 Army reproduction, though. It’s never been fired, so I may actually get more out of it than I paid for a few years ago.
I’m really enjoying having the time to do some serious porch-sitting. I’d like to get a blanket to wrap up in during cool times, but it makes more sense to just drag out my over-size hoodie. I just prefer a blanket, for some reason.
I’m still having trouble with the cellulitis in my right shin. It keeps getting better, but NOTHING seems to knock it completely. Doc actually had the nurse give me a shot in the bum two days running, in addition to changing me to a high-powered oral antibiotic. I guess time will tell.
It looks like I’ve got another busy week of visiting offices and shuffling papers. I suspect I’ll be doing so the rest of my life. I’d rather be fishing. © 2015