Our county is finally in stage 2 of recovery. Of course, because we are in that \”age group\” we will still limit our exposure and if we don\’t feel a situation is safe, we won\’t do it. Just knowing, that we are moving along, does make me feel less couped up. Funny how that is.
Toward the end of the month, I hope to get the family here for a BBQ. I miss them so much. We\’ll see…
I get up around 6 am – sometimes a little before. Then we sit out on our patio and drink our coffee; watch the birds, throw Laydee the ball – In the distance, we can hear roosters, goats and an occasional horse whinny. I\’m hearing more cars on the road – life is coming back. I hope everyone continues to use good judgment.
This pandemic has eliminated the need to go out shopping. I ordered the husband some new jeans, that are coming and I ordered some summer tops for myself. Retail around here will start opening up but I am not yet sure about thrift stores. Char works at a thrift store. I love shopping around thrift and antique stores. I\’m thinking it will be soon. They are still not allowing church or cultural gatherings.
Being an introvert I have always felt uncomfortable with the meet and greet part of the church. I don\’t go there for those holy kisses and hugs. I don\’t like to shake hands either. It\’s always bothered me. Some people have clammy hands. Of course, the husband is an extrovert. He tells me I am \”anti-social\”. I am NOT ANTI-SOCIAL. I am an introvert. I am a wallflower-type person. I\’m comfortable not being noticed. The older I get, the more it is. I hope everyone now, after all of this, will tone all of that down.
I only want to hug my family and good friends I have known for a long time.
I always hate to be rude, but now after all of this, I plan to just keep my hands in my pocket or just say I don\’t do handshakes, kisses, or hugs. Elbow bumps are just dumb.