Jabber

It has been a few days since I last wrote in my diary.  I haven’t had a lot to report actually.  Ever since May, I have been quarantined to my home, the dialysis center, and picking up groceries because of the Coronavirus.  Being socially distant is not a problem in my life.  I do not go on Facebook like I used to because it has become too political lately.  I, with a compromised immune system, wear a mask when I come and go from my apartment.  For those who do not wear masks, it’s a choice they make.  We have the right to choose what we do to keep ourselves healthy.  The virus is still spiking here in Wisconsin, and I am doing EVERYTHING I can to prevent myself getting sick.  I CHOOSE to wear a mask as well as HAVE TO wear a mask out in public.

My week did go better than I had hoped it would.  It was practically perfect!  I have to thank God for that, and I do praise him for a good week.  Now that my weekend has begun, I can concentrate on what needs to be done before DKF comes back Monday morning.  One of the things I have to do is work on my end table by my corner chair.  It is a little undesirable, and I have put it off for days now telling DKF I will get to it this weekend.  I saw DKF this morning but will not see here until Monday morning, July 13, 2020.  She had an errand to run with her daughter today, so her husband SF picked me up from dialysis this afternoon.

Now that my day is drawing to a close, I am going to get going and get back some time tomorrow – if I can.  I have no major plans.

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1 Response to Jabber

  1. yetzirah says:

    Yeah… FB. It’s a zoo right now. I’m avoiding it more than usual too….

    I’m glad to hear that you are understanding of people who choose not to wear a mask. That means a lot to me as I am one of those. And I would be the FIRST to quarantine myself if I was ill to protect others. Common sense would go a long way to making this whole thing more bearable. Hugs.

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