I know I live like this all the time, but even so, this whole 'shelter in place' thing is getting really old. I see my oldest son and I am glad of it, but I have three more kids that I can't hug. To say nothing of grandkid hugs.
You know it is getting bad when the highlight of my week is a warmer day when I can open a window next to my dehydrator and dry some onions. When you live in an apartment building, you need to be mindful of your neighbors. Not everyone is pleased with the smell of drying onions. Nevertheless, tomorrow is the day. I am excited!
The construction of an apartment building across the street continues. The workers don't seem to be too concerned about masks and social distancing. They are just busy doing the job they were hired to do. It is good to see the work continue. There are so very many that wish they could do their jobs as well.
Our governor has opened golf courses, marinas and parks, but no camping and no picnics. We are now allowed to go fishing as long as we fish in a body of water close to home. If your fishing rod breaks, good luck. No opening of sporting goods stores.
Minnesotans are getting cranky. There have been protests outside the governor's mansion, with more planned. There are many who worry more about being able to feed their families while unemployed than worry about catching the virus.
Me...I baked two loaves of banana bread, one of which just left my apartment with my son. I will continue to add to my food storage as much as is possible. There are quilts to sew and afghans to crochet and books to read. And I will continue to pray that the light at the end of this tunnel is not a freight train headed our way.
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