Well, still under house arrest/siege. It’s hard to be optimistic, though it could
be much, much worse. How do all of you,
dear readers, keep busy in all this madness?
Here’s a link from Healthline, for whoever cares. SARS and other things seem to have higher
death rates, though I don’t get what the article means by SARS killed more
people, but Corona Virus has a higher death rate. What? https://www.healthline.com/health-news/how-deadly-is-the-coronavirus-compared-to-past-outbreaks
As for me, I’m always busy, but it was nice having places to
go. Even the option of having places to
go when I couldn’t get somewhere. I’m dragging out the shattered dolls and
putting them back together. I’m becoming
an expert on super glues. I’m planning
elaborate doll costumes, and making doll hats, rearranging the museum, and
cleaning. We’re still working on getting
our larger building, and that will require monumental moving and packing.
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Money worries all of us.
No stimulus this way, and I’m a small, brand new nonprofit
business. Oh well.
It has snowed twice this week, then the weather soars to
above 60. It was 80 degrees last
week. It’s good writing weather, and I’m
trying. Mainly short stories and one
novel I’d like to finish in all this.
The doll houses re getting overhauls, too. Fairy gardens are under way. If the grocery stores have flowers, then I
can get some. The TP and cleaners
shortage is slowly going away, too.
Finally. I got stuck at the
grocery store and had to back my way out of the parking lot; the usual outlet
was closed because the green house was going up. Driving is an adventure. People act as if they flunked drivers ed these
days. Someone with a “BabyAnn” license
place forced me out of my lane, no signal, of course. She then honked about half a mile, and was
trying to get my attention in the rearview mirror, gesturing madly for me to
look at her. Shouldn’t she be looking at
the road? Obviously she has trouble with
turn lanes and street signs.
I should start a journal of my plague year. Read DeFoe; he was also right about
everything.
So, keep being brave.
This has to end. And if you have
been branded nonessential, as I have, take heart. Every business is essential, safety issues
notwithstanding. This will end, and
we’ll get through it. And, we will prosper
once more. Be safe, be well. Try to keep your sanity. I also love puzzles, needlework, any craft,
drawing, word search, and reading, any reading.
Of course, I have you my readers, and my blogging.
God bless.
