Today - March 1/2021

 I just thought I would make an entry here that captures what it is like on the first day of March, 2021, in Blind Bay.  From my perspective of course. 

The sun is out.. it is shining on the dirty snow that I shovelled off the driveway Saturday.  

Well.. first on my mind are the bites on my back, and front.  Bites I am certain have come from bed bugs, but have seen no evidence of that other than the bites themselves.  This has happened to me before.  I stayed in a scrungy hotel in Puerto Vallarta and actually saw the critters in bed with me.  I got up and was in the street in the middle of the night.  It took me over a year of hard work before the bites stopped showing up now and again.  Itchy.. huge.. yukky and mentally making a mess of my life.  I thought it was over, and yet.  I went for a massage on Wednesday and that evening was covered in bites.  I have no idea where they came from, but have my suspicions.  I can feel the stress seeping into my body yet again. 

I have over chlorinated the hot tub.  Like super overchlorinated the hot tub.  I put in seven caps of the stuff instead of one.. just not paying attention and thinking it was something else.  May have to dump out a bunch of the water and start again.  Crap. 

My roomate, George was a good idea of mine.  I wanted someone to hang with during the pandemic and he was skiing and smiling and great company.  But then he had to go into the hospital for an anurism and is not doing the best.  He is doing well, but not great and I worry about him.  Thank god he can cook.. that is the best.  

And winter.. winter sucks.  Not because it isn't beautiful and actually not bad exercise to dispose of, but because it messes with plans.  Plans to go, well anywhere.  Especially here in the mountains where high passes separate me from the coast where Gabe, Monte, Adam all live, as well as Judy and Wendy and Ikea and that Japanese shop where Adam took me and his mom.  In the other direction is Paula and Chris, Mary, Kymme.. Debbie.. I just feel so trapped as they are so close, but unreachable.  Huge distances between us.. literally .. mountains.  And Travis is, well, sooooo far away north.  

So that is my bitching time.. but there is lots of good stuff as well.  

I love my home.  Eventually I will be able to welcome friends and family and it is my turn after all.  I spent years visiting them, and now, I have a place to welcome them that isn't too far.. at least once winter is over.  And the pandemic.  Did I mention the pandemic? 

People come to the door and we put on a mask.  I wonder, do they think I am wearing the mask for them, or for me?  Am I wearing the mask for them or for me.  If we have something to eat or drink, we take the mask off.  Does eating and drinking protect us?  I think not, but it is what we do. 

George is in my 'bubble'.  But, who else is in his bubble?  and who is in their bubble and who is in the bubble of the friend who is in their bubble and so on and so on.. Rea is in my bubble.. but her husband is also in her bubble and he works up north, he flies there and works with his other bubble buddies.  And so on and so on.  

The vaccine is coming.. but it is seeping in like a slow leak.  Karen, my ex-roomie in Kelowna, is a healthcare worker and has had two shots .. and that is awesome.  It gives me hope that something is actually happening, but George, is 80.. well he will be soon, but even though people are supposed to be vaccinated from oldest to youngest, he hasn't had a shot yet. And we don't know when that will happen.. before June? Before July.. surely by September.. the time line is always changing. 

Trump is still the leader of the Republican party and assures us that he will arise again and America will be Great Again.. and that it isn't fake news.  He terrifies me and I am not even American. 

And did I mention that I am getting older- sixty five this year.  Not sure I am ready for that.  I have so many things on my bucket-list and I can't do any of them - except write, every day.  Or, in this case, complain.  

I exercise every day.  I am eating pretty well Keto.. at least no wheat or sugar, am trying to eat healthy.  I take some wierd stuff for my migraine headaches - which I am so grateful actually seems to be working.  That is amazing!  I live in my amazing house.  Rea lives nearby.. and I love that!  I have a great friend here and really, you only need one.  I have spent a fortune on an e-bike, which I haven't ridden yet.. paid for half a Kayak, which hasn't arrived yet (while I have two sitting in Mexico).. I got some ski boots that fit me, but haven't gone skiing yet.  I am ready.. for the day when things get better.  When I have someone to ski with (George was going to go with me, but as I said, not sure he is healthy enough.. ) kayak with.. get over the pass and ride my bike with mary and deb, eventually have them come here and do some riding on the Kettle Valley.. on my bucket list.. just waiting for the snow to go.. and the people to get vaccinated so we can expand our bubbles.  

Life is good.  But right now, it sort of sucks.  I have to figure this out.  

Thanks for offering a place to unload it.. now, to make a plan.  We are almost through both the pandemic and winter.. I just have to get my arse out of my recliner chair and my eyes out of Netflix.. and Amazon Prime.  

Sorry..