8am and we finally have daylight---Himself is outside with Big Beau and Old Tess--
I even stayed on the Dreadmill for 16 minuets this AM., waiting to see some sun--usually I just do my 10 minute stint at this hour--
We have to wait until it's light before the Germans (as in dogs ) can go out-
-A Fella who lives up the highway, put his 2 small dogs out and almost before he could get back inside, 4 wolves were on his deck, and had one of his poor wee dogs in its mouth-, carrying it away into the bush.
The story had a good ending however, as he chased the wolf , in his slippers---- and eventually the wolf dropped his dog, and it ran back to him---
-a horror story for sure!
Beau is pretty big to be carried away, but, life is better in the daylight when one can see---
Yesterday I did groceries--- himself used to come with me--not anymore!
I went early---no line up---which was good----
It was a large order--lotza fruit, veggies, milk, eggs--canned goods---
Our prices have sky rocketed-
What I used to pay $150 for, now is $270 ----and there was very little meat.
I wore my mask--only one Lady recognized me and spoke-- but--mostly, people don't talk--
I drove back home--lugged the bags in---then--- had to run upstairs and down, AND wipe out the frig--to put it all away--
"Why are you so tired?" Himself asked me, as I slumped into a chair for lunch.
"You know, I don't know," I replied,"I do this all the time and it seems , since the Pandemic, it takes it's tole on my nerves."
Of course Himself, who never accompanies me anymore , cannot relate---
Lord love a Duck! --Is it "Pandemic stress?"----the wandering in the store, picking up this --then that, not talking to people we know--even avoiding being close to them----
The whole store is quiet----no laughter--no chatting-- no hugging a friend ---"Get in there and get out"--
I flopped into bed early last night ----exhausted--happy to be home, where we pretend life is normal--at least , inside our homes!
The good thing is, we are all here--and we try to stay strong!