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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| Mon. Apr. 27th Prompt by Fivesixer (656) What do you think you'd be doing today if this pandemic had never happened? Has this several weeks of self-isolation been a dream? Have we all been swept up in a low-budget disaster film? Are we free to continue with our 'usuals' whatever they may be? No more Groundhog Day? Hmmm... I'd most likely be succumbing to the allure of a sunshiny day and the eagerly anticipated-at-long-last disappearance of the snow. It might finally be springtime and for a brief period, the voracious blackflies and mosquitos have not invaded our tranquility. I'd feel motivated to step outdoors and soak me up some Vitamin D. Granted, I'd be squinting, and second-guessing why I hadn't refused to wear socks and shoes in favour of my long-neglected flip-flops. I'd be shucking my jacket and denying the cool breeze. I'd most likely be enjoying a lunch date with my younger sister. Of course, we'd be nattering away and deflecting the overtures of a waitress intent on ushering us out before the supper rush. Yes, we do have that much to discuss. I could drive out to my seasonal campsite and inspect my camper. I'd satisfy myself that it had weathered another interminable winter as I opened windows and aired it out. Cautiously, I'd pull open cupboards and peer into nooks and crannies. Wielding a broom, I'd evict all manner of squatters, spiders, ants, and mice. Some inevitably take advantage of my absence to set up creepy-crawly bed and breakfasts. I'd struggle with the lock on the shed door before I knocked on that door to alert the flying squirrel-squatter that I wished to enter her winter abode for a site inspection. She's never been much of a housekeeper and she will occasionally pad her sleeping quarters with stuffing excised from lawn furniture cushions. As I gingerly step inside, I will spot the sleek groundhog ambling out from under the deck. I hope not to find a sticky oozing puddle in the drinks' fridge because someone neglected to remove one last can of soda. In the yard, I will bend over too many times to count and retrieve fallen tree branches that I pile in the firepit. I refer to this as playing pick up sticks. My efforts create a structure similar to a beaver dome. The inaugural campfire will have been set and ready to light. If I'm feeling particularly energetic, I'll begin raking the dense carpet of leaves. Once again, I'll marvel that 'my' trees are still standing upright and budding with tender new greenery. How can they possibly shake off that many branches and leaves and still be alive? Perhaps, I'll be conscious of the passing hours and hurry back home just in time to greet my grandgiggle Emily arriving for an after school visit. She'll request that we make and bake a chocolate chip pizza for a snack. After some chatting, she will ask to play on my computer 'cause internet access is spotty at best in her house. Ah, I miss my B.C. life. |
| Sun. April 26th Prompt by Fivesixer (656) Hey all...I don't remember whose turn it is to send out a prompt and instead of there not being one, I'll just post one. How has your idea of lockdown/quarantine changed since the beginning of this month? Since you asked... I've been self-isolated since March 17th, and for ten days before that long ago time, I was isolated in rural Quebec. Our schools have been locked down, or is that locked up, since March 12th. When will this end? My concept of time has changed. It now seems to drag along. Initially, 'my' government assured me this necessary quarantine would be for a two week period. That seemed doable. That has morphed into several weeks. As the hours have passed, I've come to accept that this lockdown is necessary. At the beginning, this virus presented as something almost theoretical, or foreign. How could it affect us in Canada? How bad could it possibly be? These drastic measures were not implemented for other viruses such as SARS.COVID-19 sure has invaded our lives! I personally know of no virus that has shut down countries and generated fear as this one has done. It's a new experience for not only me, but everyone worldwide. I've learned that self-isolation is doable, one day at a time. I've learned that most people are considerate and committed to quarantine themselves for the good of everyone. It is a group effort that will benefit us all. |
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