January is half over, already, and I haven’t even acknowledged another year has come and gone, lost to the history books, another year that was filled with great loss. So much loss, grief, pain. So many questions unanswered, the big one for me – will the virus sink into oblivion or will we have to live with it as part of life.
I want the pandemic done, over.
I also know I don’t always get what I want in life, learned that lesson early in life, has proven itself true over and over.
I did step outside of my rigid pandemic rules and got my haircut for the first time in two years, only my stylist and I in the shop, just a cut. But damn, it made me feel almost human again.
We also got another baby cat, she’s cute, she’s also feisty which is good because her new big brother is still young enough to play, and play hard, plus he’s huge.
Mom always said to count your blessings – so here goes.
You, who stop and take a gander at what I’m musing on.
You, who not only stop and take a gander, but join in the conversation.
My husband who keeps me grounded, well, most of the time anyway, sometimes it’s frustration.
My two cats, the birds, squirrels and the raccoons that visit on the regular (did you know raccoons sort of hibernate? Not true hibernation, but weeks at a time?) I didn’t, I learned something new. Which also, sort of, proves the old adage that dogs can learn new tricks.
The Sun, with the caveat that the heat can’t be extreme, just nice, warm, inviting.
Apparently, I need to work on accepting what is, without qualifications, will try, no promises.
Thank you all for stopping by, life is better with friends.