One Day More
Saturday morning we went to Trader Joe's for groceries - TJ's is pretty conscientious about limiting the number of people in their stores, so it's not unusual to have to stand in line for a few minutes. This time, there was a little group behind us, two women and a man, who were probably in their sixties, ten or so years older than I am. They were complaining loudly and bitterly about having to wear masks and stand in line, because covid was no worse than a cold and Kids These Days were weenies who wanted the government to take care of them. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and tell them that they were the worst bunch of whiney, entitled crybabies it had ever been my displeasure to share a line with, and they had some nerve complaining about Kids These Days when they themselves were so delicate that they were unable to deal with the minor inconvenience of standing in line for ten minutes. But I gritted my teeth and confined myself to muttering "Three more days," under my breath.
Saturday afternoon I spent several hours working on the fire pit for the back yard, which did not go very well. I decided to give it a rest and tackle it again next weekend.
On Halloween evening, we had a very small, socially distant get-together with our weekly gaming group - first time we've seen each other in person since March. It was fun. We'd left a bowl of candy on the front porch with a "Please Take One" sign; I rather expected that someone would take all the candy, but they took the bowl, too. :P It was a cheap plastic bowl, so no big loss, but this is why we can't have nice things, people.
Sunday we delivered as many of the GOTV flyers as possible - when I synced my address list, some of them had already voted (yay!) and a lot more of them, unfortunately, lived in apartments on the interior of gated communities, which I had to mark off as inaccessible. But we did our best. Bo was much aggrieved that I kept turning around to get addresses I'd missed - in some ways, electronic lists are awesome, but it's damned hard to read a cell phone in full sun.
I'm going to spend the next few days gnawing my fingernails off.
Rants Talk to me
Saturday afternoon I spent several hours working on the fire pit for the back yard, which did not go very well. I decided to give it a rest and tackle it again next weekend.
On Halloween evening, we had a very small, socially distant get-together with our weekly gaming group - first time we've seen each other in person since March. It was fun. We'd left a bowl of candy on the front porch with a "Please Take One" sign; I rather expected that someone would take all the candy, but they took the bowl, too. :P It was a cheap plastic bowl, so no big loss, but this is why we can't have nice things, people.
Sunday we delivered as many of the GOTV flyers as possible - when I synced my address list, some of them had already voted (yay!) and a lot more of them, unfortunately, lived in apartments on the interior of gated communities, which I had to mark off as inaccessible. But we did our best. Bo was much aggrieved that I kept turning around to get addresses I'd missed - in some ways, electronic lists are awesome, but it's damned hard to read a cell phone in full sun.
I'm going to spend the next few days gnawing my fingernails off.
Rants Talk to me