Day 45-Quarantine-May Day

It is the first day of May already, and it seems like New Year Day was just yesterday, and then again it seems like it was two years ago. Time is passing quickly. For an old timer that is a good thing. It is when time begins to creep that we are in trouble.

There was a time when the first of May signaled the communist world to celebrate. It became their day to waltz around the Maypole and to show off their mighty weapons. Every year I remember seeing photos on the first page of newspapers heralding the big parade of military rockets, tanks, and duck stepping troops through Moscow. I’m sure they still do it, but I don’t pay attention anymore.

The current big mystery is where is Rocket Man also known as Kim Jung Un? There are several theories floating around the net. One is that he is dead, two is that he is hiding from COVID-19, three is he is sick. No one knows for certain what the truth is. Frankly, I don’t give a damn.

I broke my quarantine yesterday by shopping for food. I am surprised to learn that there are shortages in the meat department. Normally, one can find an abundance of any or all cuts of meat, but yesterday the pickings were slim. I’ll survive.

It is a bright sunny day and my demeanor is much brighter today. They always said April showers bring May flowers. This may be the year we find out if that is true. I took my bike down from the rafters and loe and behold I have two flat tires and no way to pump them up. Alas, Amazon to the rescue. A new pump is arriving within the week. I’ll be back in the saddle again soon. I just hope my sciatic nerve stays undisturbed.

I had to take a window-shade to the shade shop today. Lucky I called ahead yesterday to find out if they were open. The lady made an appointment with me for this morning. It was as close to drive up as is possible with a shade. She stuck her head out the door and hailed me in. I gave her the shade told her what the problem was and left. We were both masked, and six feet apart for the entire five minutes. On the way home I decided to get my car emissions tested. The State police had a road block set up and there was a large sign stating “COVID-!9 testing.” I rolled down my window and asked if the emission test facility was open, “no, not until the end of May” I kept driving.

Because the appointment for the shade was early, I got up an hour early, and now my head is bouncing off the key board from sleepiness. I can’t believe that an hour less sleep has such a huge effect on me. Once I post, I’ll quit fighting drowsiness and take a mid-morning nap. Then I’ll head out into the garden for some pond maintenance.