May as well be living
Sunday, March 29, 2020
It is beginning to feel a little bit like I'm living on a deserted island or planter. My only communication device is a hand held little black thing and my entertainment involves an odd machine that puts pieces of fabric together in odd ways and a couple of screens. How's that for a visual.
I did make another corner block for my new star from a Missouri Star video and finished a couple more masks. Other than that I've just plain been tired and seems like every little ache or pain could be an emergency. I know my wrist being sore isn't a big deal any more than my eyes itching because I've run out of allergy pills. But those kinds of days have a lot to do with the fact that I've been social distancing since March 15.
1. our snow totals were minimal and were gone by mid morning (north and east of us much worse)
2. some afternoon sun....actually curled up on the couch next to the window with the sun beating in and took a nap
3. enough books to read that if I don't like one I pick up I can find another that might be interesting
Tomorrow will be an exciting day. I get to call the doctor and try to explain that a medicine she prescribed for me in Jan. was not sent to me because they didn't get the order. But one of the other drugs she changed that day did come. Hoping she can send in the order and then give me a months worth from the local Walmart. Because this mail in stuff takes at least 2 weeks to show up. Then when Walmart sends a message that it if filled I will go to town with my list and do a little shopping. Whoopeee a whole 1 1/2 away from the house.