Days 168 – 176: A Whole Lot of Nothing

I think this covid shit has finally worn me down. I’ve not been visited by many delights — or maybe I have and I have not recognized them. I’ve been sad and angry many of these days, although there have been a few bright spots.

In no particular order some contenders for delights:

  • Andrew and Alex joined us for Superbowl Sunday and a chili dinner (and a Zoom chat with Alex’s folks)
  • I’ve had some nice chats with Clare
  • We met with some friendly folks from a landscaping company about our backyard.
  • The temperature got to 50° one day
  • The snow was pretty one day with 2-inch flakes
  • I think I am starting to like tofu
  • Cocktails:
    • Orange Blossom
    • Old Fashioned
  • Netflix binges:
    • Emily in Paris
    • Firefly Lane
  • Books:

Day 133: A Walk

We’d planned on walking to the NIH wetlands/pond today because it was delightfully sunny with a high in the high 50s but I decided to take a more doable walk around the neighborhood on my own instead.

I am glad I did. I didn’t walk far, a few blocks and back, but I did it at my own pace and took some photos along the way.

I also ran into two neighbors and had brief, yet delightful, chats with both.

Getting out and seeing people make me happy so why do I dread it so?

Another delight was fireside Moscow mules made with my home-brewed ginger beer.

Day 16: Labor Day

Labor Day has often been problematic for me. It usually meant I was either a student or teacher who was returning to school the next day or had recently returned to school. I never much liked school — it had other people there and other people scared me most of my life. More recently, September meant spend-down and many of the projects on which I worked put off accessibility until they knew they had leftover money that they had to spend before the end of the fiscal year. It was a VERY busy month.

This year I had no school to return to nor a potentially busy month, so the day was not much different than any other day, making it, if not delightful, not dreadful.

Husband went kayaking for most of the day again, so the house was, again, mine for several hours. I spent it cleaning out my dresser which does not sound like a delightful task, but it ended up being just that. Without discarding any of my clothes, I will no longer have to swap winter/summer clothes again because I organized all my dresser clothes in my dresser + the empty drawer under my side of the bed. The closet is next!

Other delights today:

  • It was a delightful day, weather-wise
  • Clare’s being published (more on that later — it deserves its own post)

Day 7: The First Day (of Retirement)

I didn’t get much accomplished today, cleaned a couple of shelves in the fridge, enough to make room for groceries we needed. I did organize my Feedly feeds though, so now it will be easier for me to read blogs I follow. I also read and commented on a few entries. I thought for sure I’d be full of enthusiasm about organizing something real, like a cupboard or drawer. Instead, I pretty much lazed around.


Today’s runner-up delight was brought to us by a former hurricane named Laura. RAIN! The plants needed to be watered and Laura’s remnants did that for us. I only wish she’d not been so destructive before she watered my plants.

Today’s main delight is a vinca vine that found its way through a tiny crevice around the basement window above Dean’s desk. It’s about two feet long now and, against the white wall, lovely.

I imagine that if our house were abandoned, all sorts of vines would come in through various crevices in the walls.