A busy day, even if it were not the Pandemic

I am mustering up the fortitude in order to take a nice, long dog walk with Stewart. It is going to be a busy day, at least busy in the sense of someone in the midst of a Pandemic on this 352nd day of Confinement and in week 51.

I have a Zoom at 10:00 AM, 2:30 PM, 4:00 PM, and 6:00 PM. That is a good amount of Zoom time.

The weather is teasing us. Although it is still below freezing, this morning, it promises to be a warm week, in the 50s at times. The large amount of snow we have endured is slowly melting away. At this time, the roofs are pretty much finally cleared of the heavy snow and this morning, it will be easy to walk in the street and avoid ice. The sidewalks are far from clear, in most cases, and you don’t get enough of them to actually want to stay on them. I think people are thinking that we are done with the big snow. I don’t believe that, I think we are in for more. Nonetheless, walkers were in shorts and people started meeting each other outside on their driveways already.

I am sitting, sipping my coffee by a tropical hibiscus, that if I had been better to it, would probably be blooming. As it happens, though, I air out the house daily and was not as careful as I should have been and it was hit by a blast of icy air that caused it to lose leaves and even a few branches. The birthday orchid that MK received is exquisite with two different sizes of magenta-pink-purple flowers in a beautiful vase setting that makes you think that they are not real.

The house is somewhat cold after airing, I need to make sure it is back to normal. Stewart is calmly snoozing at my feet, not having asked me for food since my son fed him before going to work earlier. He is sleeping, but watching my every move as he knows the usual routine.

A major relief is in my head since I had the first dose of the Moderna COVID-19 vaccine on Friday and the only issue I had with it was a sore arm from where the shot went in. MK is thankfully getting her first today in the afternoon.

About Richard Koerner

Almost seventy something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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