I got up this morning feeling pretty good. It was light out which meant that a new day was here and I had finally outlived yesterday. Like everyone else, I am bored. I mean, although I am a person that is given to some degree of routine and regimen, I do not want to do the same thing every day. How many times can you empty the wastebasket, scrub the sink and toilets, check the mail, or otherwise amuse yourself. If this keeps up, I may be reduced to washing windows. Now, there is a new low.
So, I have been trying to find things to do that I don’t have to do, but which bring a little variety to the day. Yesterday, I went out and dusted off my car. I even took a little ride down to the gas station. Not to buy anything, just to let him know I’m still here. He looked like he had lost some weight and some sleep. I felt so sorry for him that I bought $5.00 worth of regular. He even pumped it for me, wiping tears on his sleeve. The next time I drove by, I noticed he had dedicated a gas pump in my name.
I took my trash to the dump today. It all fit in a Ziploc bag. Imagine my excitement when I realized they had reopened the recycle lanes again. Now I can get rid of all the tin cans, bottles, and cardboard that is overtaking my garage. I decided not to hurry though. If I play my cards right, I think I could probably do this over a weeks time. Plus, I will first have to dismantle the wind chimes I made out of some of the bottles and cans. I tied them to the chain on my garage door opener so I am always treated to a cacophony of sound every time I activate it, as, unfortunately, are all the neighbors. For this reason, I try not to go out at night.
I’ll have to say I am starting to get used to the carry out initiative that many businesses have implemented. Call ahead, place your order, receive a pick up time, and they bring it out to the car. I called my pub the other day, and unfortunately, they don’t have this.
I cut my own hair the other day, at least the parts I can see. It came out pretty good. I think I got one side a little higher then the other, but if I tip my head to one side, it looks OK. At least I can hear again. Not sure what I am going to do with the back. Maybe a pigtail.
I was talking to the dogs the other night. Turns out that Kramer has a great sense of humor. Sophie, not so much. She would prefer to spend time in her room and Scooter only wants to talk about food. But hey, I guess that is better then just sitting there, counting cobwebs.
I can’t say I am too crazy about having to wear a mask, but I guess it is a small price to pay. By the time I decided I probably needed one, there were none to be had locally. So I ordered some from E Bay. It has been almost a month and I still don’t have them. When I checked on my order, I found they are coming from China. Now, that’s a little scary. Isn’t that where the virus came from? Preferring to err on the side of caution, I requested a refund. Plus, my neighbors wife has since made me one.
Well, I guess I have dragged this out as long as I can. Time to go find something else to do. I was thinking of moving the bed and making dust bunny angels. Just sayin.