It has been over month since I wrote on this site. Sorry, but I have quarantined myself inside my apartment since the Coronavirus reared its ugly head in Florida. I have not been sick, and I hope you all are well.
This virus has ruined a lot of people's lives and livelihood. I never thought I would delighted that I lived on a small Social Security check, until others in my apartment have either lost their jobs or have been reduced to half time.
In the time I have not written, I have connected with two old friends by phone. In fact, I am on the telephone quite a bit since I do not text. yet. No smart phone in the house. So far all of my out of town friends are fine. I do worry, though. We are all up there in years.
I have been reading constantly at night since TV is mostly reruns - and on Acorn they are all reruns. I went through a dozen books a friend gave me and have to have someone take me to the library. (I will explain why later on). So I am rereading books from our library at this apartment (I had to get permission to go through the roped off area (virus protection) to get some more books. I remember reading them, but with my age and memory, I do not remember who the murderer is.
My dog, Riley, has been a constant companion and I now have outside ownership of a stray cat. She had kittens a while back, and I have friend checking with the Humane Society to see if I can get her spayed by them. She has adopted my porch as her main home. I feed her and a few other cats who have been dumped here. (I live near a really bad neighborhood).
Persephone, yes, that is the mother cat's name, had three kittens and I, with the help of neighbors, found them homes. I do not think I will be that lucky if she has another litter. That is why my friend is trying get me an appointment with Humane Society (she volunteers there.)
Oh, the reason I have another concussion is that I fell on my face about 4 weeks ago. I was "chasing kittens" without my cane and turned too fast and fell. When I fall I am dead weight. We had workmen here and they got Antwan from the office and the chief workman to help me up. How embarrassing. I had another black eye, and a concussion. I think I have used my quota for falling.
I also think all those years of dance lessons taught me how to fall and NOT break bones. I hope this last fall is THE last. I am tired of being homebound. When the virus goes away or whatever it does to make life better for us, I want to go back to the beach.
This virus has ruined a lot of people's lives and livelihood. I never thought I would delighted that I lived on a small Social Security check, until others in my apartment have either lost their jobs or have been reduced to half time.
In the time I have not written, I have connected with two old friends by phone. In fact, I am on the telephone quite a bit since I do not text. yet. No smart phone in the house. So far all of my out of town friends are fine. I do worry, though. We are all up there in years.
I have been reading constantly at night since TV is mostly reruns - and on Acorn they are all reruns. I went through a dozen books a friend gave me and have to have someone take me to the library. (I will explain why later on). So I am rereading books from our library at this apartment (I had to get permission to go through the roped off area (virus protection) to get some more books. I remember reading them, but with my age and memory, I do not remember who the murderer is.
My dog, Riley, has been a constant companion and I now have outside ownership of a stray cat. She had kittens a while back, and I have friend checking with the Humane Society to see if I can get her spayed by them. She has adopted my porch as her main home. I feed her and a few other cats who have been dumped here. (I live near a really bad neighborhood).
Persephone, yes, that is the mother cat's name, had three kittens and I, with the help of neighbors, found them homes. I do not think I will be that lucky if she has another litter. That is why my friend is trying get me an appointment with Humane Society (she volunteers there.)
Oh, the reason I have another concussion is that I fell on my face about 4 weeks ago. I was "chasing kittens" without my cane and turned too fast and fell. When I fall I am dead weight. We had workmen here and they got Antwan from the office and the chief workman to help me up. How embarrassing. I had another black eye, and a concussion. I think I have used my quota for falling.
I also think all those years of dance lessons taught me how to fall and NOT break bones. I hope this last fall is THE last. I am tired of being homebound. When the virus goes away or whatever it does to make life better for us, I want to go back to the beach.
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