Storms are the Norm
The weekends have been stormy.. We were supposed to have dinner with friends in Harwich along with two other friends from Ptown. The storm prevented it so it was reset for the following Friday. Then another storm. Our dinner was put off again; then finally cancelled. We never did get to see them, and since they’re snowbirds who flee to Florida, we won’t get together till spring.
So it was a quiet two weeks, ending in an evening when another couple were to have dinner, but they both came down with what might be the flu or might be Covid. So that was cancelled. Our social life has been nonexistent with storms every weekend and people who have had all the boosters still coming down with Covid or getting the flu. Gigi came over one afternoon and we had a great visit. Otherwise, I’ve seen few people except Woody of course and Dale on Monday.
While waiting for Dale to incorporate the corrections, cuts and inserts in the next part of THE HOUR OF MY DEATH, I’m writing poems and working on the house. My bedroom was out of control, so I’m trying to get control of it. Lots of stuff to put away, throw out.
My friend Karen had a ruptured appendix, a life-threatening condition that sent her to cape Cod “Hospital for a major operation. She is finally out of the ICU and in a private room, in a lot opain in spite of what they give you for it and very weak. Her son Tony spends afternoons with her. I call in the morning. As talking wearies her, these are short calls and she is not in shape to have any other visitors yet, It’s scary. When she feels up to visitors, we’ll go as soon as we can.
This was a frustrating day Tuesday as first my printer wouldn’t work. I spent an hour but got it fixed. Then in mid-afternoon while I was trying to work, my computer suddenly took all my icons on the desktop and put them all in a block on the left. Disappearing some and triplicating others. I tried to fix it. Finally called my computer service. They got back to me in early evening and fixed it. But I had been so frustrated, my digestive system went on the fritz. I couldn’t eat supper and everything hurt. It was an exhausting and wasted day. Nothing works well any longer. We’re stuck with technology but it no longer makes life easier.
It seems now that all news is bad news, so I’m trying to limit my time on the internet. Our bodies weren’t meant to last as long as mine has [except for dying and being revived]. It’s a crap shoot what will hurt of malfunction on any given day, just like technology now.
I don’t give a damn about the Oscars.
Friends keep getting sick. Flu, RSV, Covid. A number of people who were very cautious and got all the boosters have still caught Covid lately, although all but one person had very light cases. She was sick fo ten days. Soon football will be over, so I’ll watch Pegasus this weekend to begin switching over to watching stakes races. And figure skating. I don’t get much time for TV except for the playoff games. Basically, about five nights a week we watch an hour or two together. During seed ordering, not even that. Or when we have an absorbing book to read. I started two books this week that I won’t finish. One fiction, one nonfiction Both disappointing after hype.
Finally, the first section of 3rd draft is corrected and printed out. I’ll work with Dale on Monday to begin correcting the second longer section. When all my edits are incoraporated in the 2nd section oi will take a weekend or several days to read through the whole 3rd draft and see what I’ve got so far and what is still needed. I have one idea already.
After a couple of chilly but sunny days, it’s milder – warm enough to melt all the snow – but grey and rainy. We’ve been trying for over a week to make an appointment with the Department of Motor vehicles so I can get one of the new IDs. Geico won’t renew our policy until I can prove I turned in my long expired license. Do they imagine I would try to drive with a license that expired in early 2000? I have glaucoma and felt I shouldn’t be driving anyhow. It seems stupid to me but we’re stuck with having to hand in the expired license and get the fancy ID.