The Covid 19 virus is in a
great hurry here. All those
non-believers, those ‘it won’t get to me’ folks, those off to the bar or the
beach young-uns are now catching the virus.
They are the ones who won’t wear a mask or stay 6 feet away from their
friends.
The “I don’t need to wear
a mask,” they say. We are all violating their
freedoms. We all mourn their unfinished
lives when they die.
“More fool them,” I say.
Both G and I are back to
the stage where we wish the governor would shut the state down again. No such luck. So we stay home. We still have a mountain of things to move
back in. Today the sewing stuff. I’m truly grateful that G carried it all up
our steep stairs without a complaint.
Now it is my job to find a home for it all.
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<UL><LI><U><A
HREF=http://geeeee-zer.blogspot.com/>Himself:</A></U> <I>Made banana bread…a first, and boy
it smells good. (And boy, it was good.)<I></LI>
<LI><U>Myself:</U> <I>Arranging the sewing stuff in some
form of order. Blood sugar before PET
scan was 83. Urinating every two hours all
night long.<I></LI>
<LI><U>Reading:</U> <I>Reich.</I></LI>
<LI><U>Photo:</U>
<I>The star under sail. Photo M.Dowd..</I></LI>
<LI><U>Gratitude’s:</U> <I>George.</I></LI></UL >
I just saw a graph for our province which shows that per population the incidence among 20-40s and 40-60s is greater than those of us from 6o-80. Of course, it skyrockets in the beyond 80 group.
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