Tuesday, May 5, 2020




Some thoughts on Corona Virus and others

Last night as usual I was up and awake at 2 in the morning.  I kept having these thoughts and I got up and wrote them down.  I haven’t written anything in a very long time.

This virus is killing the lower and middle class, which I think the 1% is so in favor of.

Why should you limit boating to two people:  if five people in the same family who have been together through the whole cluster fuck of stupidity, why can’t they cannot go boating in their own boat?

Try going through this pandemic when your husband of 34 years has just died, and you are alone but for one or two days a week!  Thank God, sweet baby Jesus, Buddha, Shiva, Mohammed and all the other gods for my daughter and her husband.  They have been visiting one day a week helping me out with chores I can’t do and making dinner for us in the evening.  And I have been going to their place for a night of dinner and board games.
I am very thankful for my family and friends who have been checking up on me.  Never a day goes by that I don’t get a call or text from someone special to me just to check up on how I am doing that day.  A true friend is a gift from God.

Some of my friends and neighbors have started having Social Distance Parties.  We gather on someone’s driveway, bring our own chair and a beer.  We laugh and talk about various topics.  Someone brings a favorite joke to share.  It is such a relief to me to be around folks that I care about, and it refreshes my soul to be out of my house and in the open air with loving friends.  Humans need social interaction, but we have gone several years not socializing remaining on our phone, computer or notebook and not interacting in person.
In the past week I have seen families outside playing together in their yard, going on long walks and taking the dog.  (I believe dogs have Cabin Fever as well as we humans do.) 

Families are rediscovering old board games and jigsaw puzzles.  And I love it.

I’ve heard in Illinois that there is a large fine for being out without a mask.  Aren’t there just some creative masks out there?  I just hope they are safe enough so we can eventually kick this Mother’s butt!

Protesters are out there in the streets, some with masks and some without.  They will probably cause a mass growth of this virus and we will have to suffer further because of their stupidity.

I’m not one to be a sheep and follow the crowd, but this is a serious illness.  I’m 69 years old and I sure don’t want to get it.

I, personally, am climbing the walls.  I can’t pack up stuff because the Goodwill stores are closed.  And so, after packing at least 10 boxes and sent them before this began, I have lost my desire to pack up my junk.  My plan at the present time is to get rid of all my junk, try and sell as much stuff as I can and hopefully sell my house to downsize.

I’ve never been alone in my life.  I always had family or a roommate.  I am so thankful for my dog, Emily, whom the hubster picked but she became my dog.

Desperately trying to keep to my routine of making a list in the morning of what I want to accomplish.   That list is not getting crossed off.  Some days I just stay in my jammies and read or do puzzles that are scattered all over my house.  Some days I forget to eat.

My garden, what’s left of it, is going to suffer this year but I only have raspberries, strawberries and asparagus (which I am cutting every day).  If anyone would like a handful of asparagus, let me know.

I fear that the flower beds will not be flowering this year.  But come to think of it, maybe we should all plant a million flower seeds everywhere just to remind ourselves that there is a future ahead.

How long will this continue?  Just when we felt we got it in hand, “they”” extend the “Stay at Home” isolation order.

I am so very lucky that I have friends and family who check up on me.  Thank you all so much.  It means the world to me.

I encourage you all to have a Social Distancing Party.  Bring your chair and sit six feet apart and wear your masks.  Bring a funny joke or story to tell and be safe.  Laughter will get us through this.
After this is over, I think when we meet others on the street or in stores, instead of saying, “hi”, put your fist to your heart.  Remember, we are all in this together.