The More I Read, the Less I Know

I’ve been researching a lot lately – my version of researching, which means Google and I spend a lot of time together. I’ve been checking into the healthiest foods for my dogs, which leads into the debate between commercial and homemade dog foods. The more I read, the more confused I am. A, B, and C say spinach and kale are good for my dog. D, E, and F say it’s not. Then we get into grains – good or not? Uh huh. Same kind of split. Then there’s the raw vs not raw feeding groups. No need to read too much about that, raw just wouldn’t work for me. What have I learned? I’m no better informed now than I was before I started, so I think I’ll just follow my own instincts.

One more month in this year has gone by. Today is the last day of September. How did that happen? I sure can’t answer that one. The earliest of the foliage that turned color is now falling to the ground – bare bushes and trees will soon follow. I’m not going to venture into reading about seasons and why and how – but I might see what kind of winter is predicted. And then, if it says a nice winter, hope it’s true. But if it says a not nice winter, hope it’s wrong.

Politics. OMG! It’s permeating everything, coloring everything. I didn’t particularly care for Kavanaugh in the beginning, but after his rant Thursday, I’m quite sure I don’t want to see him on the Supreme Court. There’s already too much partisanship happening, we don’t need more of it on the highest court of the land. And no matter what the investigation (which I was and am all for) finds, he is forever tainted. In large part, for me, because of his ranting and raving

I actually completed a list of things to do that I had written on my white board. So now I’m sitting here, going “what should I do?” Not that there’s a shortage of things to be done, by any means, just that what remains are all things I don’t like – dusting, vacuuming. Housework. Ugh. Even with that – read about the best way to do household chores. Not everyone agrees there either.

I started a painting a couple of weeks ago. Maybe I’ll work on it today. Yeah, I know. Dark But I promise when it’s all done, it’ll have some brights in it. This is just the basecoat. Kind of reflects my world view these days.

Then there’s the Donald, who declares he loves Kim Jong-un. Does it strike anyone else that he seems to pick odd people to love – the Supreme Leader of North Korea and then there’s Russia’s leader, Putin? His good buddies. I’m scared. See, reading things just leads to confusion. So maybe I should stop reading. Nah, tried that, doesn’t work. I need to know, even if it sends my system into a uproar.

But hey! At least we know we’re alive when we still get confused and angry and frustrated, don’t we? If’s fine, because I still have enough and I hope you do too. And, there are those bright spots in our world.

About Carol

I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 1 dog, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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5 Responses to The More I Read, the Less I Know

  1. Jim says:

    I concluded a long time ago that El Presidente was out there. Waaaaaayyyy out there.


  2. What a beautiful photo of a tree! Flame amidst the green…. lovely! ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Relax... says:

    I like how you’ve started your painting. I look forward to each new layer!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Laura says:

    I love that photo of the tree. It probably says something about where my head is that at first peripheral glimpse I thought it was a tree in flames surrounded by normalcy. Something about loving Kim made that visual make perfect sense…

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