January 5, 2016, Prescott- This is one of those periods when the challenges that get thrown at me, by the Universe, however maudlin they may be next to the plight of countless refugees, come to be seen as blessings.
I have resolved the financial challenge that hit me as soon as I got back here, and the compensation will be in my hands on Thursday. In the meantime, I am warm, dry and, when I’m not working, occupying myself at home with many of the things that get put off, in the course of a busy life.
One of those things is inventorying the types of beans I have, sitting in the cupboard, and readying a multi-bean soup. With my crock pot poised and ready, I should have a hearty series of meals awaiting me tomorrow morning. Beans take time, but sustain me, in the few instances of this First World existence that I find the wallet empty.
Meanwhile, as I ignore calls and e-mails asking for the money I don’t have, my preparations for a more solid future go on. It’s been a good morning, thus far, and I aim for the afternoon to be just as fine.