Some time ago, I wrote the infamous Why I Blame My Mother For My Shoe Fixation post.
Having an Easter outfit with new shoes was pretty routine. I’ve carried it into my later years even though I don’t attend church.
There will be no Easter outfit or Easter shoes this year. Or an Easter dinner though I am playing around with the idea of making scalloped potatoes on Sunday.
I did order my mom an Easter basket which they kindly delivered yesterday. She was tickled, but still and all it just doesn’t feel like Easter.
I’m growing weary of this quarantine, but I am still suffering it happily. The alternative is death and destruction and in this time of Easter, we are to focus on life. So maybe I’ll plan the Out of Quarantine Outfit and new shoes
I’ve been crazed. It’s been a comedy of errors with both the AT&T iPhone and the Frontier DSL. The upshot of which has been I have either been without WiFi or without Internet for most of a week.
I got to Facetime with my main squeeze. Lord, it’s been too long. Yes, indeedy, I now have a 100-foot ethernet cord to hook the laptop to the modem in the absence of wifi.
The days are starting to blend into one another. It doesn’t help that I have my days and nights mixed up. I work until 4:30 or 5 p.m. and then go to sleep, wake up at 2 am or 4 am and rock on for a few hours. Napping before starting work at about 8 am. This is not good.