Thursday, September 24, 2020

I am bored and restless.  It must be this beautiful fall weather.  A package with my new stationary bicycle arrived at my front door, now I have to wait for help in putting it together.  I want stronger legs.

I have to stop buying so many new books.  Books are everywhere.  Right after I made the decision to stop, I saw several more books I just cannot do without. Sigh

Construction crews are around my neighborhood busy with their loud equipment.  Everyone is restless.

When I want to pretend the virus is not here, I remember that my grandmother died in the 1918 flu epidemic right here in Monterey, less then a mile from where I am not living.   More sighs.