(Translated: Damn! My curtido is yummy!) I finally remembered to check on the progress of my ferments. I had made a half gallon of sauerkraut and a half gallon of curtido with ONE HALF of the giant cabbage. This year I decided to go au naturel with my sauerkraut, as opposed to my usual blueberry/caraway seed sauerkraut. I also decided to try a new curtido recipe, as I wasn't all that thrilled with previous results. OMG. It is delicioso! I got the recipe from the book included in my Mason Fermentation kit. In addition to the usual carrot/cabbage/red chili of yore, they added grated garlic and oregano. I love it! And it's purty.
Since I know y'all can't wait to hear the latest in my social security wranglings, let me say that I found yet another reason to go local. I laid out my concerns to a local representative of the SSA and she said (to paraphrase), "well, I wouldn't give the government more money than I have to - it will take forever to get it back. You'd be better off just going with the flow and it will resolve itself." When I voiced concern over getting cut off because I didn't pay the quarterly bill (there's a slight gap of 2-3 weeks between when the bill is due and when they will be taking Medicare out of my SS payment), she said, "if they harass you in any way, just call us." So.
I am tackling the insurance issue today with "Gary". I have an appointment with my dermatologist in mid-December and I was dreading finding out if or if not she accepted Humana. I finally pulled up the BGPs and checked this morning. Hallelujah! She does. Good thing, too. It takes a year to get an appointment with this woman. She refuses to use a PA, so it's one doctor to every 5,000 patients. Crazy pants.
I'm trying to find ways to bring the homogenous-ness of my days into some kind of focus. So far, it's not working out as well as I hoped. Some of it has to do with the fact that I am unable to do more than one largish task a day. I cannot tell you how frustrating that is. Yesterday, it took me an hour to get all my recycling and trash into my car for the trip to the transfer station. At least they are still taking pity on me and sort everything when I get there. I am planning a trip to the grocery store today - I figure I will get there when they open so that there will be fewer potential Covid-carriers milling about. I have a short list, but I will go bonkers if I spend more time in this house.
Also on the agenda is: take down wind chimes, take out compost, vacuum, sweep, clean bathrooms, wash dog blankets. I can hardly stand the potential thrill of it all. (sound of dripping sarcasm) I have had the vacuuming, sweeping and cleaning on the agenda for an alarming amount of time. I manage to segue off to something totally irrelevant every time I am faced with housework. Such as waxing the top of Lorenzo, the dining room table. I may need an intervention. Or cleaning service.
In my defense, at least a little purging has been done - I have tons of books on gardening, homesteading and self-sufficiency type stuff. Looking to the future - and my tiny home - my library is going to have to be severely curtailed. I had a big box of books to put on FB marketplace and figured it would be one of those, "I'd like that ONE and could you deliver it to my house, 30 miles from you?" However, it appears that there are a few young families that are taking the plunge, so I ended up with three requests in a row. Miracle of all miracles, the second family (first one lived 40 miles from me and wanted delivery...) picked it up within an hour of requesting it. I am going to go through the second batch and will just send them along to the same family.