Well… for July anyway.
I’m planning a lot for August, though “no wheat” and “no noncritical spending (with 2 or 3 preallocated exceptions)” are on top.
I do have some interesting toys coming from Adafruit and I’m getting my C++ chops back (as I’ve oft whined about.)
I’ve got to stop making mud pies in the kitchen though. In another iteration of my ongoing quest to more or less duplciate Cajun Power Garlic Sauce, I’ve blended a pound of peeled garlic, spread it out on a cookie sheet, and baked it at 200 degrees for about 6 hours. The idea being to toast and dry it all out. Then RE blend it and mix it with vinegar, for a Louisiana style sauce base before adding ingredients to it to try and get it where I want it.
Should be interesting. But it stinks like hell (even after being toasted.) And frankly I could just throw all this crap out right now and I’m not all that sure how much I’d care. I’m just sick of looking at it.
A week and a half ago I even bought a few dozen lemons, thinking I’d zest and peel them. But…the sight of them just sorta disgusts me at this point.
That’s not to say I have any kind of malaise or anything about all of this. It’s just cluttering up my space in a way that makes me agitated to even look at my kitchen.
I’ve shown the pic of the notebook covers around and, as I feared, people just light right the hell up. Sort of a weird thing to say perhaps. But they’re gonna want me to make them some. Seems like it’d be a good gift for a few people this year, so I’ll probably do that (after I practice some tooling. I actually want to number these things so I have some idea what I’ve done.)
All I can think of is Rick in the “Something Ricked This Way Comes” when he finally just gets bored with the curse removal business.
Meh. I’m bored.