I admittedly do not understand people.
I have watched the news where people are traveling for Thanksgiving, while they clearly hear of, and know of, the rapid rise in Covid cases. They're unswayed. They don't care - about others, let alone themselves.
My sister called two weeks ago and asked if we should do anything. While I haven't seen her in months, and I'd love to, I declined her lightly-asked invite. She totally got it.
Honestly, if I'm breaking sheltering, it's not going to be for turkey.
So - for the second time ever, we are having Thanksgiving at our house. The last time was in 1987. This time, just the four of us: 710, Shep, Sophie and myself.
710 loves turkey, so turkey we shall have - though it will just be a breast. I'll make sides - as long as one is mashed potatoes, since that is another request of his.
But as this is Thanksgiving, I'm not one to normally speak about for what I'm thankful - but this being 2020, all bets are off.
It's been a tough year for all - more so for others. So this isn't a humble brag, or it's not how it is meant. Both of us here have jobs - ones not completely affected by Coronavirus. Yes, I took a pay cut for a bit and had my 403b contributions discontinued for nine months, but.........I have a job. It keeps a roof over our heads and we don't have to worry about eviction, meals, utilities. 710 has one too. His company is struggling due to it - but his area is the only profitable one.
I am very thankful for that. And for that, we are planning more of helping others out not just during the holiday season, but for the forseeeable future. I find it to be our duty.
While I haven't seen my sister, we talk, we text - so it's not a loss. I think at this point it will be weirder to see her than not.
I am thankful for my longtime friends. Our weekly talks, our constant texts kept my spirits up more than they know - because it was more than I ever said. I spoke of angst on this here blog and it was real. Mini panic attacks of the potential of dying alone in a hospital room due to Covid.
Admittedly I had become a little numb to that as the months went on, but as the cases surge here in Ohio, that angst comes back to visit me. I'd say it's not logical to have those feelings, but it is. Read a paper, turn on the news - see the masses being exposed, hospitalized and dying.
Wow - this post has kind of become a downer. That was not the intent.
I miss our Cleveland friends. Oddly, they are closer physically, but many of them are being far more careful than we - so now and then we run into them while we are walking - and catch up from opposite sides of the street, but no true connection. It's weird for sure.
And yes, I am thankful for you. You all keep coming back. And I'm track (I think) to have my best blog year - in terms of hits. For what that's worth. I just assume you folks have nothing better to do during this pandemic - tons of free time, so you stop by. That works for me.
Hope you all have a good day. Enjoy it.
Song by: Shelby Lynne