I don't usually come here twice in one day. But today- I realized it's just--just---been 14 days. And it feels like a Lifetime. It feels like a month at least. I was SURE it was a month. How could the President be "bored of it" in such a short Time. My children said that. "Bored of it".
I don't do much each day- I make food, I wipe down surfaces, I watch a small bit of news- just to stay current and every other day- I do a load or two of washing. Drying it and folding it.
Reading is a comfort but... either-- my eyes or my new readers- are making the words swim after a few pages. I am exhausted. I put in the new moisturizing gel drops. They make me sleepy.
I realized I had forgotten to buy the wonton wrappers for the cupcake sized lasagnas. I looked them up on the internet to see if they had a recipe for them. Yes. But I would need cornstarch to keep them from sticking together. And it seemed like such a difficult thing- to go look in the pantry. To see if I owned any. I just got up, now, to look. I own cornstarch. The recipe card in my very nice handwriting (Deb L said so) is here in front of me.
People who know I sew ( I don't, I make quilts) are sending emails or calling- knowing for sure that I will have quarter inch elastic for the masks they are making. I do not. I never have had any. I wish I did have some to give to them. One woman has made 81 masks. I feel guilty that I have had no urge to make even one.
New York is now putting two people on each ventilator that they have. Doubling their capacity. I hope they share the technique with Italy. I'm sure they have. It's the right thing to do.
Two Weeks. A Lifetime.
1 comment:
time has changed ... and the masks, I want to make some if only I thought they would help
food assumptions have changed, too ... no bread in our grocery order so I made my own ... so good and I wonder why I don't do it more often
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