Day 50

After a night of rain all the plants perk up, everything is greener, and muddy, and the ground is covered in leaves. I made breakfast (Bagel Sunday!) for eight and there were only four, only two showed up. Marianna got kind of frustrated with me and said, you almost reminded me of Eva”, oh man that is like a killer insult around here, I’ve got to do better. At breakfast was this really cool hippie family that’s been here a few days, but we got to eat and talk with them. They have two kids and sold their house and have been “car camping” in Hawaii for about a month. They started at a five-day all raw foods festival, interesting . . . Marianna said the guy is a professor of something, he also mentioned he makes his own tribal type drums, can’t remember the fancy name. Anyway if I ever have kids that’s how I would want it to be, I would want to travel and live untraditionally, and for them to be a part of it, not hinder me, but that’s a long ways or never down the road. So then I puttered around for them to leave so I could clean the room, the car left but the door was locked and I could see all their stuff in there through the window. So then I painted, raked, vacuumed, scrubbed grout, swept, did dishes, just little things here and there and I felt useless like nothing really got done. My days are getting focusless? Jeremiah always works with Reiner, John always done the plants, I always do breakfast, but that’s only an hour of my five hour day, after that I either rake, clean rooms, or paint, but sometimes none of those are available or necessary, I don’t know, I need a project. Oh the house, the main house, Marianna is always saying how dirty it is, and I try to clean but there is so much clutter. I mean you wouldn’t believe how dirty it gets, still is. I moved the microwave for probably the first time in a year here and it was a black rectangle of dead ants underneath plus several shriveled food items. Marianna also has me vacuum the living room which is so unsatisfying, It’s nothing but rugs, maybe two square feet of actual carpet in the whole thing, and every rug has a different difficult length and texture to vacuum, it feels pointless. That is especially with the dogs shedding and getting muddy paw prints all over everything. I don’t mind it, but I feel like just picking up isn’t really getting anything done, this needs a deep gut cleaning, de-clutter, scrub every surface kind of job. So anyway after work, another day in because I still have a most upset stomach. I am almost starting to wonder if its some kind of virus/bug thing, I hope not, but this seems to be lasting longer then the usual “I ate a little too much dairy for dinner kind of thing”.