Saturday, April 27, 2024
When I saw Dean this morning, I asked if there were any big logs from the Shefflera. No, only skinny branches. The tree had been cut back before. That massive growth was all suckers. Dean only got skinny branches two buckets of twigs with leaves attached. We both thought they would be bigger branches. Instead of killing off the stump, Dean suggested cutting back each year. Have to clear the area around stump so I can walk safely, get to the stump and do what I can to kill it.
I picked up the empty trash can from Darby and reloaded it immediately. I think I’m caught up. First I had to get rid of all the fronds the gardener had dumped. Now I was working on all the fronds that have fallen since they were last here.
I spent time checking out all the skin care products I bought. I have to work out a schedule of application.
When I spoke to Jean, my friend in Arizona today, she complained about a killer headache. I offered to do healing on her. I started the pullouts at her forehead. This is the first time I have done a healing since my operations on my elbow and shoulder. The sensitivity in my left hand is reduced. I couldn’t feel the energy coming out. I thought I might be because of the numbness caused by nerve damage. Then I thought to do a release from the vertebrae just below her cervical spine. Bingo! I felt a lot of energy come out and her headache was gone. My hand was just fine. Now, that was fun.
The other day, when I offered Dan my cordless electric drill for drilling the holes in the freshly cut trees to apply the Stump Out to kill the remainder of the trees. I brought my recently purchase unused cordless drill to him. I said, “I can’t get the cord out.” He said that was the charger, not the battery. I concluded they hadn’t put a battery in the package. Okay, I found the battery sitting on my counter. Duh! I expected the charger to hold the battery and didn’t recognize the charger was that little thing I plugged into it. If it had been just a cord I would have been okay. I had a good laugh.
Yvette wasn’t up for a walk this evening. She wasn’t feeling well. She suspected food poisoning. On that note: I popped a frozen dinner in the microwave then opened the frig looking for a kombucha. There I saw the fresh poke I bought at Costco on Thursday. When I opened it, the smell told me it wasn’t so fresh anymore. It was a $21 impulse buy. I knew I couldn’t eat all of it in one sitting. I figured I’d eat in over a few days and then forgot about it. I risked eating some of it. While I did, I wondered if I would be down with food poisoning. I was just too cheap to throw it out immediately. I did throw out after I ate a bit. It wasn’t going to be in better shape the next day.
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