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Into the Great Unknown of 2022

  


    By the time you read this it may very well be the 10 or 11th day (if not later) of January, 2022.   Happy New Year!


    We would have got here sooner but frankly we were hiding in our bunker, unsure if we should peak our head or not.  Sue and I caught what we thought was the common cold around the end of the Christmas Holiday and it stuck around.   Two, thankfully negative, Covid tests later and we are ready to enter the world once again.  

    However we are flying blind here.   Normally we have a goal, a sure plan on how to attack it.   This year we have a vague idea of where we would like to be and a even vaguer idea on how to obtain those goals.  

    Sue somehow found a job cleaning some buildings every night which, while not particularly hard, does take up some time and is paying what debt we do have down drastically.    Well I'm thankful for that, it cuts into the time I have to work on other projects, such as this blog.

    We are still planning on put up a small container garden this year, and I have already started gathering some good containers, we are also getting estimates on things like new windows, updating the bath and kitchen, painting and adding a two car pole garage to the home.

    So things are moving forward....in a nebulous way. 

    She agrees that her diet needs to change as well, so we should be exploring a few more plant based recipes and  other options.   I've not made cheese in forever.   So I hope to explore that a little further as well.  

    If things seem up in the air...it's because they are.  There are still to many unknowns to deal with at this time.

   We will find our way, we always do.

    

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