That was an hour ago. Now he's playing Run From Room To Room At Top Speed For No Good Reason. Pretty soon he'll switch to Scramble The Mats On The Floor Of The Bathroom. All in a day's work.
Yesterday was very busy and I still did not get my short list of todo's done and today it's even longer. Busy busy busy.
Plus, christopher575 just added me a new one. His most recent entry talks about hints for the kitchen. In his nice, long, list is to set up a kitchen email address. When you see an interesting recipe, send it to the kitchen! How genius is that???
I see great recipes all the time. If they are Great, I print them out. Yes, literally. If they are only great, I make a note in Google Keep. Consequently, I have a drawer of paper I never look at and a batch of keep notes that get lost. A perfectly horrible system.
Until today. I pulled an old Samsung tablet out from the cupboard. It is now the Kitchen Tablet. I set it up with my old Outlook (formerly hotmail) which I have made sure is always current in case Google turns on me or for some reason locks me out of gmail. (I have susandennis.com with unlimited email addresses but Outlook is there and ready.)
I will start with OneDishKitchen.Com - that's what's printed out in the drawer now. OH! And I'll get a drawer back!!
I haven't watched this week's Bake Off. I haven't watched the West Wing reunion. I am just woefully behind. I did watch (gameday) and listened to the stupid Tampa Bay Rays hand those evil Astros another win yesterday. I think that may have been my last game of this season. I just don't have time for such bullshit.
We have more and more COVID around here. We found out yesterday that the largest hospital in town has had an outbreak and one patient who caught it in the hospital has died. I've thought a lot about the virus, particularly recently. At my age, I'm expecting death. Maybe not soon but, hey, if I drop dead this afternoon, I could not be classified as going before my time. I'm cool with it. I've had a fabulous life. And I decided a long time ago that living as long as possible was not for me. I do very little to ensure I'll live til I'm 100.
But, I'm getting more and more fearful of catching this stupid virus. I leave the house once every two weeks for a couple of hours. Fully masked. I leave the inside of my unit maybe once a day to go to the dumpsters or mailbox. Fully masked and often seeing no one, punching elevator buttons with my key.
No way would I consider eating inside a restaurant. I talk myself out of take out most of the time. I think if I really, truly, wanted something that required my taking a risk. If the bridge was not closed and I could easily get to my old gym, I would seriously consider swimming again. I'm not entirely sure I would, but I'd at least give it a healthy debate.
I've had people - the shower guys - in here and the house cleaner. But, I really want my bed moved 5 inches and I keep thinking I'll hire someone to do it and then don't because of the virus.
I do not really understand why it has me freaked. Especially now. I talked to my brother about it yesterday and he's very calm on the whole thing. I spent some time seeing if I could adopt his take on it, but, nope. So weird.
Oh well. The outside world does not need me. And I just got a $78 credit on Netflix. I bought a Google TV Chromecast for $100 that came with six months of Netflix credit. I'm not unhappy with this deal.
And, I did get my ballot. I want to get it all filled out and mailed today.
Busy busy busy. But, first, that glorious shower!