Dilemma
As far as boat building goes last 18 months have been poor in terms of turnover. Every time I make plans to give the boat a good leap towards completion I find myself tangled with all sorts of other presumably important and urgent things to do.
To start with I must build a shack ( 15x 3m) to breed rabbits, ducks, chickens and possibly a pig for domestic consumption. We have enough space and the prices of protein are getting off the budget, and then there’s nothing like home grown food. We already have home grown vegetables; now just have to add the animal protein.
Then I find myself facing another dilemma. Recovering or converting into stove wood an old corn dryer (espigueiro) clearly in intensive care. The boat may be delayed a month or two but this human artifact is at least 60 years old. Can’t say no!
Throwing in a glass greenhouse for the wife and some interior and exterior face lifts, oh boy , do I have plenty of work to deal with.
And then, of course, I have my professional activity in civilization where I get , although miserably, some source of income.
Can’t complain though. It’s keeping my blood pressure down. After being through a sort of high blood pressure gale ( waking up with over 100mmhg diastolic) and gone to the Cardio ( Holter, stress test, echocardiography, and the whole lot) it seems that I just need to keep working hard! By the way, the stress test was about to kill me. At 168 pulses/min on a brand new tread mill which the operator clearly looked like she didn’t know how to turn the thing down, gave me a glimpse of how one can shut down to death if caught running from some sort of an evil creature! The truth is that after the episode my diastolic pressure feel down as low as 65 mmhg! The heart was just a bit rusted I guess!
Been medicated allright ! But nothing like an off the shelf “maduro alentejano” ( Portuguese red wine). In acute situations it clearly beats all those fancy molecules like lisinopril and the benzodiazepines.
As far as boat building goes last 18 months have been poor in terms of turnover. Every time I make plans to give the boat a good leap towards completion I find myself tangled with all sorts of other presumably important and urgent things to do.
To start with I must build a shack ( 15x 3m) to breed rabbits, ducks, chickens and possibly a pig for domestic consumption. We have enough space and the prices of protein are getting off the budget, and then there’s nothing like home grown food. We already have home grown vegetables; now just have to add the animal protein.
Then I find myself facing another dilemma. Recovering or converting into stove wood an old corn dryer (espigueiro) clearly in intensive care. The boat may be delayed a month or two but this human artifact is at least 60 years old. Can’t say no!
Throwing in a glass greenhouse for the wife and some interior and exterior face lifts, oh boy , do I have plenty of work to deal with.
And then, of course, I have my professional activity in civilization where I get , although miserably, some source of income.
Can’t complain though. It’s keeping my blood pressure down. After being through a sort of high blood pressure gale ( waking up with over 100mmhg diastolic) and gone to the Cardio ( Holter, stress test, echocardiography, and the whole lot) it seems that I just need to keep working hard! By the way, the stress test was about to kill me. At 168 pulses/min on a brand new tread mill which the operator clearly looked like she didn’t know how to turn the thing down, gave me a glimpse of how one can shut down to death if caught running from some sort of an evil creature! The truth is that after the episode my diastolic pressure feel down as low as 65 mmhg! The heart was just a bit rusted I guess!
Been medicated allright ! But nothing like an off the shelf “maduro alentejano” ( Portuguese red wine). In acute situations it clearly beats all those fancy molecules like lisinopril and the benzodiazepines.