The spiral patch unfortunately relates to recent medical rounds. Nothing catastrophic, mostly annoying. For instance, having to go pick out new eyeglass frames because the ones that were sent off for updated lenses were destroyed in a shipping accident. The good news is, now that I’ve had cataract surgery I can actually drive again. So there’s that.
Covid continues to be another life-complication, of course. We’ve relied on grocery deliveries for over ten months in order to minimize the risk of contracting the virus. At first the deliveries were a bit dicey … having to order up to a week in advance and never being sure of what would actually arrive. But over time things have gotten consistently better, to the point where I now schedule my deliveries to include a hot rotisserie chicken … perfect for dinner.
Until last night, that is. The appointed hour came and went. Figuring things were a bit busier than usual due to Super Bowl shopping, I wasn’t too surprised. So I called and sure enough, our order had slipped between the cracks. Not to worry, I was assured, it was ready to go.
More waiting ensued, and then a text message popped up …
More phone calls, more reassurance that the full order was in another driver’s car and on the way.
On the way to where exactly we will never know. The bananas arrived in due course … the rest of the groceries, including dinner, did not.
Hence the linen black hole, reverse appliquéd into some intergalactic cloth dyed by Deb …
And so went the first week in February …
At least there’s this to celebrate …
once the groceries get here 😉
