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Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Working Waiting and Wondering

I relapse into panic some days and keep myself calm some days.  Today was a good day.  The sun shone and I was able to get a lot of work done for my ebay store.  My husband has seen a few patients that tested positive and they have been improving.  I worry a lot about him getting sick and also bringing it home to the girls and I.  I have lobster hands from all the washing and I swear, my eyes are itchy just to get me to touch my face.  So, like every one else, we are just waiting and wondering what is next, and hoping for better days.

Here are a few pretty things I photographed today:








Saturday, March 21, 2020

Quarantines Panic and Peace

Well, last week was something wasn't it?  I spent the majority of it trying to breathe through blind panic and looking to make some sense of it all.  I have calmed down immensely and think I have found the peace of good sense at last.  My husband is a physician, so he is on the front lines, and we both are 60, so "at risk".  All through the end of times stories they keep pushing on the news, the statistics have just not been in line with the hysteria.  I have come to the conclusion that either there is something they just aren't telling us, or this shut down of the country is all for nothing.  I have finally been able to "let go and let God".  I have come out of the frozen fear phase and I am going back to work--it feels good to be somewhat normal again.

The flowers are blooming outside and now I am blooming inside as well.







Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Broken Wrists and Signs of Spring

A month ago, I was out scouting antique shops, when I spied an old house with an "antiques" sign out front.  The steps were cement, obviously an amateur affair as none of the steps were the same height, especially the last, which was at least 2" higher than the previous step.  I caught my toe on the edge and as there was no hand rail to grab, down I went onto the cement porch floor, catching myself with my hand.  I cried a little, but kept thinking I was over reacting--oh no, wrist was and is quite broken.  It is improving, as I can almost type, but will keep this short, it is starting to throb again.

Here are some spring things to list tonight and tomorrow...