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SnowyEgret of Shadow
Oct. 28th, 2020 09:33 pmI've been discouraged lately, and feeling I had nothing to report. I may have lost a friend. I'll have to wait until after the election to see, because they are ghosting me at the moment. Everyone seems to be upset, whether it be politics or covid.
Today was kind of busy--for a retired person in quarantine, anyway. In the morning I Zoomed with a friend about a possible writing job. Then the Sparrowhawk and I Zoomed with the financial planner about some nonsense the company is doing in shifting some of our funds from one bank to another. Naturally, it is not for our benefit, but theirs, so it's annoying. The good news is that the planner still thinks we are in a good position for continuing in the modest lifestyle to which we are accustomed. I then wasted some of my time filling out another elaborate e-checkin questionnaire for my doctor's appointment, and went to the appointment. My doctor was cheery as usual. I persist in being too fat by their standards, but nevertheless remarkably healthy. We talked about the pandemic, and how when the first surge happened, people were freaking out and washing their groceries etc., but now the infection rates are through the roof again, and a lot of people are completely blase about it. She says the antibodies seem to be fading after three months--bad news. She thinks this could go on for two or three years without resolution. Of course, she's just one doctor of no special expertise, but my gloomy predictions are running along the same lines, so I hate to hear that I might be right.
It was a beautiful day, and I was longing to be outside, but the schedule just didn't permit. I kept having little flashback moments to times in the past that seemed so far away.
Today was kind of busy--for a retired person in quarantine, anyway. In the morning I Zoomed with a friend about a possible writing job. Then the Sparrowhawk and I Zoomed with the financial planner about some nonsense the company is doing in shifting some of our funds from one bank to another. Naturally, it is not for our benefit, but theirs, so it's annoying. The good news is that the planner still thinks we are in a good position for continuing in the modest lifestyle to which we are accustomed. I then wasted some of my time filling out another elaborate e-checkin questionnaire for my doctor's appointment, and went to the appointment. My doctor was cheery as usual. I persist in being too fat by their standards, but nevertheless remarkably healthy. We talked about the pandemic, and how when the first surge happened, people were freaking out and washing their groceries etc., but now the infection rates are through the roof again, and a lot of people are completely blase about it. She says the antibodies seem to be fading after three months--bad news. She thinks this could go on for two or three years without resolution. Of course, she's just one doctor of no special expertise, but my gloomy predictions are running along the same lines, so I hate to hear that I might be right.
It was a beautiful day, and I was longing to be outside, but the schedule just didn't permit. I kept having little flashback moments to times in the past that seemed so far away.
