#WDIIA ~ 3/31/20

Let’s Keep in Touch!

I wrote a few days back or maybe a week about B’s mom falling not once but twice.  Well today he comes home with a check.  I had cartoon bug eyes when I saw the amount.  I asked him why? and he said dad insisted he take it because … just because.

I suspect payback for helping them.  Shame that they think they have to pay him to be a good son.  They don’t of course.

That is all. I’m exhausted folks.  We all are I know.  Not just me but the collective us.

See you on the flip side.  Ten-four good buddies.

As always more to come.

#WDIIA – 3/30/20

Let’s Keep in Touch!

I was verklempt this morning y’all.  Called into a large group teleconference and a co-worker who had been MIA for some weeks now was on the line.  Very glad to hear his voice.  I had asked after him before today but was told nunya (as in none of your business).  I get that y’all,  Truly I do.  But when the person involved tells about himself, there is no violation of HIPPA.

First person I know in real as opposed to fake life who made it to the other side of COVID.  No longer abstract or celebrities I don’t know.  His PSA came through loud and clear to those of us on the call … STAY AT HOME.  We are a financial institution which is technically an essential business but my employer moved almost all 30K of us home.  We can work virtually and even continue customer interaction through the modern miracle of technology.  Some on the call have loved ones who are in essential business without this option and we respect that all situations are not the same.

My co-worker hails from upstate New York.  New York itself is a hot spot #1 I believe.  His area isn’t as bad as Manhattan but still more cases than other places.  Another co-worker on the call who works from home in New Jersey said all their grocery stores are full of cars with NY plates making New Jersey #2.  Both confirmed lots of folks are still ignoring the orders.  Both told us to continue to beat the drums on their PSA of STAY AT HOME.   When you can of course.  Hats off to those on the front lines.  Words are not enough but I will say it any way.  I offer you my sincerest, deepest gratitude.  ❤

As always, more to come.

 

#WDIIA 3/29/20

Let’s keep in touch.

I know it is Sunday.  A typical Sunday.  To me, Sunday has been always been a day of rest.  For a time in my life, I was not well. Mentally.  Those that know me in the physical world may scoff when I say this but I am all better now.  Better in the sense that I can deal with my … hmmm.  My … what shall we call it?  My quirks.   I understand what makes me tick.

For a time in my life, I refused to do anything on Sundays besides attend Mass.  When someone suggested getting together over the weekend, if they suggested Sunday, I’d counter with how about Saturday instead?

Why?

Well because I was anxiety ridden and gearing up for work on Mondays was work … psychological work.   Somehow wallowing made it all better.  Mondays were NEVER the beast I made them out to be and I’d power through the work week until collapsing on Friday.  My favorite day of the week has always been Friday!

I wonder what I was ever so worried about?  And I know I will never be that way again.  And I learned that about myself pre-COVID.  In the last few years leading up to this, the myth of Sunday changed for me.  I did not have to hide at home.

Post-COVID?  My hypothesis is I will likely keep time in a completely different way.  Maybe we all will?  My favorite day of the week will no longer be Friday.  My favorite day of the week will be all of them.

As always, more to come.

#SLS for 3/29/20

Jim prompts us to find a song using touch or feel. Considering all the social distancing going on these days, there’s not as much of that going on. Fortunately there was no shortage of possible song choices though. Very hard to choose. Very fitting to our current state of affairs. I’ve got analysis paralysis.

Okay let’s get going. Touch or feel. Hmmm.

Let’s go with “Touch of Grey” by the Grateful Dead. I get I used a different touch as in little bit of grey versus tactile touch. But the song has a peppy beat. The message of getting by and surviving is helpful too. More details about the song at the wiki

Songwriters: Jerry Garcia (music) and Robert Hunter (lyrics)

It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony

Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse the glare
Draw the curtains, I don’t care
‘Cause it’s alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

I see you got your list out
Say your piece and get out
Yes I got the gist of it
But it’s alright

Sorry that you feel that way
The only thing there is to say
Every silver lining’s got a
Touch of grey

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

It’s a lesson to me
The Ables and the Bakers and the C’s
The ABC’s
We all must face
And try to keep a little grace

It’s a lesson to me
The Deltas and the East and the Freeze
The ABC’s
We all think of
And try to keep a little love

I know the rent is in arrears
The dog has not been fed in years
It’s even worse than it appears
But it’s alright

Cows are giving kerosene
The kid can’t read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it’s alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

The shoe is on the hand it fits
There’s really nothing much to it
Whistle through your teeth and spit
‘Cause it’s alright

Oh well a touch of grey
Kind of suits you anyway
That was all I had to say
It’s alright

I will get by
I will get by
I will get by
I will survive

We will get by
We will get by
We will get by
We will survive

We will get by
We will get by
We will get by
We will survive

Rules and Ping Back

#SoCS 3/28/20

Hi y’all.  Linda gives us this creative prompt that follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “beside you.” Write about whatever is beside you when you read this prompt. Not when you sit down to write, but whatever is beside you right now. Take note of it if you think you might forget. Enjoy!

Doh!  What happens if I am reading this prompt at the SAME time I am writing it.  Usually that’s not the case.  However I didn’t get a chance to pre-read yesterday.  Boo 😦

Guess I will cheat and not get any bonus points,  Bummer!

Truth be told I already have an ear worm …

Rule breaker Jilly

Donna Summer disco era ear worm – Songwriter: Paul Jabara

Beside me, to guide,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad

Ha!

Okay, simmer down.  Seems like I’ve been told alot lately.  Jilly just simmer down.

Beside me is a mouse.  Not the squeaky kind, the techno kind.  Mice don’t squeak anyways except maybe a cartoon mouse.

Awwww Mickey.  “Whose the leader of the club that’s made for you and me!”

Mice make scratching sounds.  They pitter-patter.  This I know having slept in a rural place in a house where the master bedroom was filled with mice.  While I may on occasion make stuff up, this is #truth!

B and I were newlyweds.  We went to his grandpa’s ranch a little south of  Freer Texas for the weekend. Middle of nowhere y’all.  The place was populated with donkeys too but that’s a story for another day.  Settled in and trying to sleep that first night, I told B I heard something.

Me: What’s that?

B: nothing

Me: Is something on the headboard?

B: no

Me: You sure?  Seriously what’s that noise?

And this convo went on a loop as he kept telling me “it’s nothing.  Or it’s the wind or whatever was outside the window”.  I was assured there was NOTHING in the room but us.  I second guessed my ears and eventually fell asleep.  It was not until the next day that he confirmed those mice bastards as opposed to rat bastards were skittering across the head board all night.  If I had known I would have demanded to be driven home in the middle of the night.  The rest of the weekend, we slept in the living room.  Funny what one remembers.

Back to beside me. I am sitting at my new home office aka the bar between the kitchen and the living room.  The mouse beside me is a trusty, purple beauty that helps me maneuver the screen.  Happy, happy.  Joy, joy!  And that is all for today.  Wishing you all a peaceful Saturday in our new normal.

To join in with this band of rowdy prompt respondents., here are the Rules and Ping Back.

P.S. I was up this early to participate in a system test.  The exercise was supposed to last two hours but they let P&C go first.  After confirming a successful release, I am going back to bed.

As always, more to come.

 

#WDIIA ~ 3/27/20

Let’s Keep In Touch!

Happened again last night.  My mother in law fell. The tele-med doc says she’s dehydrated.  Catch 22 since drinking more makes her have to get up in the middle of the night.  My oldest said we need to watch her because frequent falls could me something worse.   He remembers my dad, his PoPo falling in the shower, being put in the hospital, and never coming home.  Of course dad was 90 not 76.  This too shall pass.  Praying we do not have round three again tonight.  If my mother in law dies, B’s dad will go with her.  I can’t imagine him continuing on without her.  Very “Notebook” they are …

Otherwise we’re A-okay!  Completed my 2nd week working from home.  Three weeks out of the office though since I took off Spring Break.  Still paranoid about this thing getting me or someone I know.  Eventually they say everyone will know of someone.  Right now I just hear about certain cases that hit the news … a celebrity or a perfectly healthy 31 year old with no underlying conditions.  I’d like some stats on people who Lived to tell the tale through I guess that is not newsworthy.

In my insomniac state last night, I read a share on FB from a doctor in Michigan showing us how to stay safe with groceries or take out.  A huge production. Similar what they do in an operating room to stay sterile.

Toss the cereal box keep the inside package.  Wipe down cans.  Wash fruit (which we already do).  He even went so far as to say leave non perishables in the car for three days to kill everything.  Apparently this corona bastard loves the cold so items in the freezer can have the virus on them for up to two years!!

My BS meter never went off.   I told the fam this morning that I did not care if they thought me crazy, we are doing this!!! Surgical sterile grocery un-packing.  Yeah baby said in the Austin Powers voice over voice.

My oldest simply said “I have three words for you mom …

(1) Google

(2) security

(3) theater”

Ha! well I’d rather have the illusion of security than this feeling of doom.

How about you folks?

As always, more to come.

#WDIIA 3/26/20

Let’s stay connected at this link http://lindaghill.com/2020/03/26/what-day-is-it-anyway-thursday-march-26th-2020-help-wanted/

No idea how to link off my phone. Hope this pings back.

Last night we got a call at almost 3am. My mother in law fell out of bed or stumbled going to the bathroom. We’ll never know which. My father in law tried but couldn’t lift her. She’s not big but they’re both a bit feeble. That sounds terrible. I’m sorry. Not sure how else to explain.

B rushed over there and got her back into bed. Today she says she’s sore. Nothing broken but her pride thank goodness. I couldn’t get back to sleep and kept asking B to wash his hands. He said she doesn’t have COVID and for me to simmer down.

I’ve lost it. Paranoid one of the four of us will get sick. Acting like I have it and I’m trying not to spread it. I’m refusing to go to the store. Under the stay order only one person (head of household) should go. That’s not me. B went solo today while I worked remotely. No hoarding here. Meal planned for one week. Same as usual.

I hope everyone is adapting. Like with anything there is good and bad. We’re sure learning about each other. Heard many say true colors are showing. On that front, I’ve seen much more good.

As always more to come.

#1linerWeds. & #WDIIA 3/25/20

Rules and Ping Back.

Sage one liner from Ms. Linda & Rumi today.  Very fitting for our current situation.  I wrote yesterday about the lack of control I was feeling. While I knew this all along, it has never been more clear that …

You can’t change your situation, the only thing you can change is how you choose to deal with it.

Author unknown

Happy Wednesday folks!  Let’s … make … a … deal 🙂

As always, more to come.

#SAS Hiatus ~ 3/24/20 Off Cycle Reflections Instead

I was going to do this cutesy thing and post two songs each Tuesday that I listened to before logging in to work.  You know after my short 30 step commute to this snazzy new home office aka the breakfast bar between our kitchen and living room.  But, … I’m not feeling it.  I think I have finally come undone.

I have always minimized my true feeling due to guilt of having only champagne problems.  I have learned over time that there is no hierarchy of what invalidates pain.  While some have it worse than me and some better, what I feel is valid … for me.  I am not good at the self care stuff.  In fact, I go to extremes that are unhealthy.  A trait that I have passed on to my child.  Things are bad around here.  I cannot tell a lie.  Yet while looking for silver linings, I suppose we are building character.

I’ve taken an “it is what it is” stance.  Not like the Spring Breakers in Florida who went out there saying “We’re fine screw the rest of you”.  Have you heard?  A group is now sick.  Instead I am following all the rules to the letter.

My “it is what it is”  realization tells me that despite the precautions, we have no control.  None of us.  If it’s meant to be, it’ll happen.  And the ‘it’ can be a wide variety of things, not just Covid-19.  Nothing new to see around here folks; let’s just keep swimming.

Yes that’s a Finding Nemo reference.  With a typo.  That I’m going to let slide for convenience sake.  Swimming has two m’s people!!!  lol

As always, more to come.