I am days away from saying that I’ve been in almost complete isolation for a year and a half. I see and talk to Attila face to face, he is the only person I’ve had a face to face conversation with for over a year and a half. Eleven times I’ve been to appointments, two of them to receive the Covid vaccines, two of them to be tested for Covid, two of them to have my finger growths (un)diagnosed, four to have my eyes examined, to choose glasses, to pick up my glasses, and to have my glasses adjusted, and once to pick up grain for bread. These brief encounters were overwhelmingly negative, except the visit to the optometrist, and the first and third visit to get my eyeglasses, the second visit which was to pick up my eyeglasses was unpleasant. I wonder that people can’t make an effort to be civil and polite to others. But my experience is that the majority of people just can’t manage it, as they are probably lost in their own misery.
So, when I had to call the 1 800 number for the bank yesterday it was a breath of fresh air, that Maureen answered my call. I don’t know Maureen, have never heard of her, or spoken to her before, and will probably not speak to her ever again. In fact I stumbled into the conversation with an awkward request for her to repeat her name. Within a few sentences, she had me smiling. By the end of the call we were both laughing. The call was brief, efficient, got the job done, and it makes me cry to think of it. Social pleasantness is that rare in my life. It is difficult to remember that some people are still gratuitously pleasant, when evidence is overwhelmingly the opposite.
I’ve been feeling lately that I am not doing anything. This is a misconception on my part. To ground this feeling with fact, I made a list this morning, of all the things that I planned on accomplishing before Attila arrived home from work. The list was completed as anticipated.
- wash and hang laundry to dry on the clothes line
- prepare Beans, brine, jars and canner, then can a batch of Dilly Beans (6 x 500 ml)
- bake bread
- make four liters of Switchel for Attila
- clean and freeze two quarts of Cherry Tomatoes
Of course this list does not include preparing breakfast, lunch, and dinner from scratch, making the bed, sweeping floors, and many other general day-to-day things that keep a home livable.
In addition, this evening we are doing a grocery run, in which Attila picks up the order I made yesterday, brings it home, and we wash every item with soapy water, or spray it with hydrogen peroxide. Some would regard this as over the top cautious. In fact, although Attila goes along with these measures, he would no longer take them if left to his own devices, now that we are fully vaccinated. He indulges me. Sanitizing the grocery order is something that we have down to an easy routine. It has some advantages, the produce stays fresh much, much longer for having been washed, rinsed, and air dried before storage; the sanitizing will remove cold and flu bugs; and it allows us to detect any problems with the order immediately, such as a cracked egg.
As time goes on items on my order are more frequently not available. It is difficult to tell if this is because of a general shortage, or an issue with the individuals putting together the order. We adjust to the shortage, using what we can get to best advantage.
I do find myself looking forward to entering a grocery store again. I wonder how it will be different than it was a year and a half ago, the last time I passed through their doors. I can see myself eventually shopping just for the pleasure of strolling about freely. Perhaps when this fourth wave of the Pandemic has subsided, perhaps. I am of the mind that it doesn’t pay to “jump the gun”, and that patience is a virtue, particularly in the event of a Pandemic. I don’t want to adjust my ways towards freedom just to have them crushed into another round of isolation. Perhaps by the time I am out and about again more people will have recovered from their grump.
The heat wave has been with us for about a week now, and continues relentlessly. Attila has worked all week in the heat, and is doing remarkably well all things considered. We were hoping to make a foray to the market this weekend, but he just isn’t up to it just now. We are both happy to remain here at Mist Cottage, puttering in the garden and kitchen, and just generally taking life as slowly as we can. It looks like August is going to carry on hot and humid. I wonder what September will be like!
Updated on Fri, Aug 13, 6:25 PM
FEELS LIKE 38
Wind 17 SW km/h
Humidity 67 %
Visibility 26 km
Sunrise 6:08 AM
Wind gust 26 km/h
Pressure 101.3 kPa
Ceiling 9100 m
Sunset 8:16 PM
“Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.”
106 BC – 43 BC