I'm trying really, really hard to have a good attitude. I've got a healthy family, a job that I love, a home on 5 acres, air conditioning that works and a well. But it's getting harder and harder to stay positive.
Work has been really stressful recently. We've been incredibly short staffed- it looks like tomorrow there may be only 2 of us to cover 7 units in the hospital... far, far from ideal. Even though I love my job, it isn't easy, especially when we're super busy.
The weather has been another stressor- as I know it has been for many, many, many people. I added it up. Since May 7th we have had 2.95 inches of rain- and almost half of that in May. Since the beginning of June we've had just 1.3 inches- most coming in tiny dribs and drabs- not enough to really soak into the ground. And the heat has been miserable. I'm not sure what the official high was today but it was into the upper 90s here again and humid with a dangerous heat index. Driving home this afternoon we were appalled by how bad the neighbors' corn looks- curled up and beginning to turn that sick gray-green color. We've got burn bans in effect and one town nearby has begun asking for voluntary water restrictions. I hear stories of people selling off their herds because they don't have anything to graze and not enough hay to feed them. All of this just makes me a bit sick to my stomach. We eat quite a bit out of the garden but we aren't dependent on it for our livelihood- for which I'm grateful- we would never survive if that was the case. (but then, I try to tell myself that if we were dependent on the garden I probably wouldn't be working outside the home so would have more time to give it the attention it needs) So far our well is holding out- but I can tell you, this was a bad year for us to decide to do landscaping and plant lots of new shrubs that now need watered regularly. Of course, hindsight is 20/20. And I really couldn't resist the $10 plum tree, even if it lists a bit to the West.
But, we've got our health, our land and our dreams. We will survive. We will be able to afford food when the inevitable price increase because of the drought hits.
Add into the mix getting ready for the beginning of school in a few short weeks, never ending housework, Justine getting ready to head off to college, bills, depending on others to finalize vacation plans, dealing with inconsiderate people, not enough time to myself, family members and/or coworkers in crisis and a jerk of a rooster and you've got a recipe for a funk which I'm fighting.
I'll be fine- just needed to vent a bit- thanks for listening.