Isolation Diary: I try not to think much about the absurd political situation as our president and his enablers cannot sink any lower in my estimation, their present position being the impossibly hot center of the earth, if we are using a physical example of ‘low’. So they are all condemned in my mind, utterly, so on to better things. This comment could have triggered by a number of things:Trump considering bringing Michael Flynn back, skimping on covid aid to Medicare
providers, Jared Kushner proclaiming the covid policy a success as our numbers continued to rise. On April 11 reported Covid deaths in the US stood at 18,860, on April 24th the number was over 50,000.
Perhaps this strong recommendation by Dr Ferrer to STAY AT HOME this week and maybe next, has improved my mood, my attitude. Oh, here are the circumstances, no choice?, not even the grocery store? Ok, how can I make the best of it? I have enough food, even if I am eating dried apricots and Betty Crocker Vanilla Icing on day 14. (Those salty/sour lemon slices mentioned in another post will remain uneaten. I’d rather starve.)
Today my improv group met on Zoom in the a.m., my D&D group met on Zoom in the p.m., in between I was working outside in the garden. This contact with friends and family is so important. And also….I had an encounter with a passerby! Yes, a conversation in person. I was out in front picking up my newspaper (the printed version of news), (I sleep late) and an Asian man was passing, out for a walk. He is probably a neighbor, probably lives down the street. So often with such passing encounters lately, we wave, or acknowledge each other as people being ‘all in this together’. This man stopped and commented on the flowers in my front yard. He appreciated them. We chatted. In appreciation. Of the flowers and, I think, each other. The point about mentioning this person as an ‘Asian man’ is he is an older person, probably not born here, from a different initial cultural experience, English not his first language, but engaging with me in an appreciation of beauty. I hope I was at least a suggestion of an open door.
So my mood was good today. I can handle this. My list of 4 things; garden (if possible), dance, tai chi, work on some project at least a little, and the improv meet up can check that off the list. However……I have to say….i am a woman with a pair of binoculars on the coffee table in the living room. Around about 4:30 in the afternoon, you might find me doing the cha cha cha in the open strip that connects my living room and my dining room. Through my front window I can see across the street a person. What is he/she doing? Hanging around a car. Standing. Walking over to driver’s window. Back to sidewalk out of view. Sometimes opening up the trunk and putting something in or taking something out. Odd behavior. And then, riding away on a bicycle. So after several days of this I got my binoculars. Learned nothing. If I persist in this behavior, I hope I have the sense to mention it and someone will stop me.
Emily K.
I love these little pieces of writing:)Nick U.
Is there a body in the trunk of the car?Joyce H.
I love you and your daily’s! I think you may have a rear window scenario going on, I hope we get an update at 4:00! Ha, just playing….. have a fun day Ruth!!!!