Sunday, May 17, 2020

SHIRLEY'S WEEKLY REPORT


(THIS WEEK'S 1000 PIECE PUZZLE)


Is it just me or are quarantine week’s getting shorter? 

How do people manage to survive long prison sentences? After two months of near-total isolation, I have a tiny inkling of that life. Routines take over. Human beings are built to be adaptable. It explains our very survival. So meals mark daylight hours into segments and nights are excuses to shut the world out — if lucky, through sleep, if not, long hours of mind-numbing television.  (Or internet cruising.)

Any number of chapter headings segment the change of weeks — “this week I will garden” — “this week I will clean all the closets.” A month passes with hardly a notice. Then a year. Then a life. One day, you’re given the $100, a cardboard suitcase with a change of clothes and pushed out through the prison gates. 

So here we go — peeping out through the crack in the door, ready to make a run for it. My first stop? Pittsford Dairy. Or maybe a consignment store....right after I hug my family.
  1. For a tiny smidgen of time, Spring does this color thing. It comes at the point where leaves just poke out of bud but haven’t spurted into full-grown greenery. It’s a short lived event — numinous. Sometimes it lasts just a few hours; at most, a day or two. It came this week and I’ve tried to think of an analogy — lemon-tart-baby-skin-new. Better than Disney magic. No paint swatch can match because its silent secret partner is light. Do I notice every spring? Or was this one special?

2)    B said to wife L (I won’t use full names in respect for their privacy) “There’s nobody I’d rather be quarantined with than you.” Isn’t that romantic? I love my husband -- we've been together 55 years! - but really...Kevin Costner! 

3)    Why is self-initiated exercise so hard? If you sign up for a class somewhere (especially if you PAY for the class), you’re much more likely to get into your car, and hustle your sagging body out the door to attend. But stepping through that front door all by yourself?  I invent a million excuses why this is a “bad time.” Elizabeth wrote  “(I have to ) Put on pants and walk even when I want to shop on line.”  (On line shopping: thanks to Gloria for the tip, I went to Pomegranate Art Puzzles web site and bought 3 new 1000 piece puzzles. You may get one for Christmas. Act surprised.)

4)     Bauman’s Farm Market looked like Filene’s Basement Bridal Sale on Thursday, the day Heidi and I went plant shopping. People were distance-respectful (who knew that would be a “thing?”) And I came home with $92 worth of vegetable starts. The produce will provide us with one or two dinners of peas, daily lettuce until hot weather — which could come in a month. Assuming I get to them first before chipmunks and groundhogs, bell peppers — more than I can use — and tomatoes (unpredictable). Cost per pound: approx. $18. Gentle’s Market is an easy 1 mile walk down a lovely sidewalk from my house.  You see where I’m going with this, right?

Happy Class this afternoon. 

2 comments:

Veronica Ann said...

Loved this !
Glad this finds you happier! 😊
I need to put on my walking shoes too. 😞
Stay safe.
V

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