Looking For Excitement

It seems such an affront that not only are we dealing with a virulent disease, lockdowns, and isolation, many of us also have to contend with allergies, various small infirmities . . . and weather.

April snows are not uncommon in Colorado, but still, you’d think we’d be given a pass on inclement weather if nothing else. I know we need the moisture (as long as the cold doesn’t kill my plants) and to be honest, the snow has almost melted, but still, I’m not really in the mood for gloom and doom. I need something exciting to do, though I’m not sure what that “excitement” would look like.

I still have plenty of “emergency” books to read, but the reason they are as yet unread is that I wasn’t all that excited about reading them in the first place. I still have some DVDs I borrowed from a friend months ago, and I suppose I could watch them so I could get them back to her, but the last time I mentioned them, she assured me that she’s not in any hurry for their return.

I could start writing a new book, I suppose, but anything I might write during this time would have a maudlin undertone, and that’s not the sort of attitude I want to perpetuate.

I could bake something, but I certainly don’t want to get started down that road — it’s hard enough to keep from gaining weight because of all the activity without tempting myself to indulge.

So what’s left? Maybe I’ll bundle up, grab my trekking poles, and take a risk with my knee. If that doesn’t calm my restless spirit, any resulting aches in my leg and knee will certainly make me more accepting of my indolence and isolation.

So, that’s what I’ll do. Wish me luck as I head out on my exciting adventure.

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Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator.

Small Town Living

Small town living can be such a hoot.

I spend most of my time in my back room where I read and work on the computer. Because there are a couple of windows that face my neighbor’s house, I can hear the mail truck pull up to her place, but not mine.

Yesterday was exceptionally cold with a few isolated snow flakes and a lot of biting winds. (28mph). So when I heard the mail truck, I hurried to the door to catch the mail deliverer, bundled in a parka, hat, hood, muffler, heading up my neighbor’s sidewalk.

“Did I get any mail?” I called out.

“Just a flyer,” she called back.

Postal regulations put into effect right before I moved here require new residents to plant a mailbox along the street, though no such regulation targets those who lived here before the rule. Hence, my neighbor gets her mail delivered to her door. I have to walk out to the street. It’s not that long a walk, obviously, but it does entail putting on shoes and a coat and fighting the wind for possession of my storm door.

“So it’s not worth it for me to walk out the box?” I asked.

“Definitely not,” she answered.

We talked about the weather for as long as it took her to stuff my neighbor’s mail in the box, then she said, “You be careful. Don’t go for your walk today.”

I had to laugh at that. Yep. Small towns.

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Pat Bertram is the author of Grief: The Inside Story – A Guide to Surviving the Loss of a Loved One. “Grief: The Inside Story is perfect and that is not hyperbole! It is exactly what folk who are grieving need to read.” –Leesa Healy, RN, GDAS GDAT, Emotional/Mental Health Therapist & Educator