Daily Notes- Wednesday, March 23rd. Sunshine-40's but good enough.

 This is actually my favorite color combo.  Black, white, grey.  I am noticing a very faint pale blue- which is fine with me.  I love the wobbly circle line in the middle cup.  Zigzag lines far left.

Daughter was in close proximity to a co-worker last week who has now tested positive for COVID.  I don't think she was wearing a mask.  Sigh.  So...long distance for the next few weeks.  Or just talking loudly with her on the sidewalk and me on the porch.  She is, rightfully, disgusted.  This is never-ending. Daughter is vaccinated and boosted but co-worker might not be.

Daughter can't wait to be back working solo outdoors with her gardening jobs.  Can't wait.

I made something simple yesterday. Pasta, butter, cheese.  It tasted funny.  I didn't like it.  So I ate a Noosa yogurt gelato instead.  Delicious.  I know COVID can change how food tastes.  It makes me worry. Even though I never had COVID.  

I am 6 months away from being 76.  Seventy Six.  Gosh that's old. If I'm lucky- I might have another 10 years before I die. But I only want the extra ten years if I am as healthy as I am now (???).  Only that way. And if I die quickly.  Alive one second and dead the next.  That's what I want.

I bought dust things for my Swiffer and intend to dust under our bed.  The Swiffer does a great job on somethings but I doubt it works well on dust.  But I will let you know what happens.

Two long emails from local friends I don't see at all anymore.  One a co-worker from library job and second co-worker at the greenhouse job.  Twenty years of employment.  Ten each.  We keep in touch. Usually have a coffee every month or so.  Not so much of that anymore.  Or at all.  I wouldn't know how to talk to them- and what we would have to say?  I'm not actually doing anything.  I guess we could discuss what we are reading.  They are both very very good people.