For the first time in a long time I am not going to be celebrating this holiday. The spikes of new cases of Covid-19 is as good a reason as any to keep the doors closed. I feel about as gloomy as it looks outside about this. It has been a crazy year, and this is so not fair for the kiddies. I didn’t even go out and buy candy this year because of it. Not only are they saying more people are getting sick within the 50 mile area, but it is supposed to rain, which means slick roads and icy driving. I have to admit, this is not uncommon for this area at this time. There seems to be something about Halloween that tells me we can expect to have nasty weather. When it is nice, we can barely believe it is.
How are the bratz taking the news? They are snuggled together in front of the hot air register absorbing the heat and waiting for me to get off the computer so I can give them all the tlc they feel they missed during the night. Next week they won’t be talking to me… I am taking them to the vet to get their nails clipped. (Happy Halloween, kitties)
What have I been up to lately? I have to admit, not much. After a week of cloud cover I am feeling weighted down. I threw the chapter I wrote away. I didn’t seem right, reflecting my mood probably. Either that or I am just not satisfied with anything right now. I will admit, I am not looking forward to winter this year.
Can you imagine how people feel when they are confined to their residences like we have been over extensive periods of time? We sit and feel sorry for ourselves because we have to wear a mask to go anywhere, or are not supposed to socialize much. How about those who are suck in this rut on a yearly basis? I think I feel more sorry for them than for anyone. Even worse, they are the ones who are caught in the maelstrom of this disease. There is no place for them to run when they are in the line of fire. I am saying this because the hospitals and care homes are getting hit right, left, and centre. I refuse to feel sorry for myself when I have to stay home for a short period of time. (I might not like it much, but there it is.) I want to stay as healthy as the next person, not as sick as the next person. (Rant over.)
Anyway, with this scary stuff all around us, the horrors of the stories told at Halloween right now don’t seem that bad. So have a safe and happy Halloween and we we talk to you again next week.