Tropical Roots
Taking the Social Readjustment Rating Scale, a stress test where over 300 points indicates extreme stress with risk of illness, I received a score of 405. This doesn't even include Coronavirus stress, which has become a serious issue. I guess my anxiety makes sense. And this is an "easy" year for me! :)
I have the feeling that I'm finally working my way through many of my earlier goals. A bunch remaining. I don't necessarily expect to finish them all. Also, I do expect to develop more goals, in fact I already am doing so. Nonetheless, I at least feel free! :)
Feels funny to remain in Capesterre Belle-Eau, Guadeloupe! Also working out conveniently.
I like living in the tropics! Makes me feel somewhat lazier than I'd sometimes want, but it's pleasant. I also like the desert. Anything consistently warm. A touch of cool I occasionally like.
I'm considering this "time out" in Capesterre, Guadeloupe as a decent "free time". It keeps on offering surprising advantages. On the other hand, even with this attitude, I do often feel frustration, as I want to travel more, see other countries. I guess that fits with the notion of advantages & disadvantages.
People use crazy risky drugs, like huffing gas, drinking alcohol, or smoking cigarettes. Seems like we can achieve more desirable mental outcomes through work, relaxation, exercise, sunshine, socializing, contributing to each other, or the like.
I'm even nowadays finding new French & Caribbean & foreign products at the grocery store, after around a year in Guadeloupe. :)
I guess we have to flip-spin into whichever situations we find ourselves out of through! :)
Weowr!
I'm acclimatizing to my new life in Guadeloupe. Not Guatemala, nor Guadalajara. Anyways, small town, I've got beach, I've got mountain, I've got fruit, I've got company.
Still, wanting to leave!
Just made some taro, with fish (cod), vegetables, rice, and herbs. Came out delicious!
The cleaning lady who lives opposite me taught me to make (true) yam, yesterday. Same basic process, which I already roughly knew, but she taught me some tricks. Seems these roots can be somewhat toxic if not fully prepared, as I learned from reading.
The cleaning lady has become quite active, yesterday she came by wanting to prepare for me a can of beans! I think she's looking for extra work.
Anyways, more tropical roots!
Cat o' nine tails, nine ways to skin a cat, a cat has nine lives. What's up with cats and the number nine?
Is it to one-up the "ca(t)nine"?
If a product markets itself as containing 48% ingredients from sustainable agriculture, isn't that admitting that it uses 52% ingredients from unsustainable agriculture? :)
The taro eats like a soft porridge, melts in your mouth. Mild, pleasant flavor. Goes well with other foods.
Idea: a movie about cleaning lady school. :)
I'm still missing the iguana! :)
Keep On!
