Postby MysteryWoman » Tue May 12, 2020 1:16 pm
Hello, folks!
My Monday "pampering" was a visit to the doctor, and then, since I was out of the house anyway, a trip to the grocery store for milk, bread, and fresh fruit. They had some meat as well, so I picked up pork chops, lamb for stew, and a beef roast. Realized after I got home that I should have gotten the elusive TP. But DH and DC17 had to go out for her graduation robe (their school is putting together an elaborate graduation, essentially 150 or so individual graduations) so they stopped at the store on their way home. Anyhow, the running around, which I have grown unused to, followed by my second shower of the day and laundry, was apparently enough to tucker me out -- I spent most of the afternoon asleep in my chair.
Glad Cathy peeked in -- we love you even if you're grumpy.
Joining with those who think readjusting to people will be odd. We have friends we often see whom I'm missing terribly, and I still can't imagine going over to their house, even though we'd be under the limit of 10. I could probably host a socially distanced girls' night in my side yard, but I worry if anyone had to use the bathroom -- you have to walk through half my house to get there. The only ways out of this thing I can see are these: someone develops a vaccine; the virus somehow becomes less contagious and/or deadly, or (probably most likely) we regain the fatalism we lost in the 20th century, forget about feeling safe, and resume our lives anyway. I'm still in the "I want to feel safe" camp, though.
Today's tune was "Happy Birthday." DH's aunt was celebrating the 69th anniversary of her 19th birthday (as she likes to put it), so 29 of her family gathered in about a dozen Zoom windows to wish her well. We had folks in the UK, US, Canada and Taiwan.
Now to go do something useful -- more laundry, likely.
I've got my country's 500th anniversary to plan, my wedding to arrange, my wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it; I'm swamped. -- Prince Humperdinck