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Thursday, April 16

These are trying times

9:49am

Mike is on a phone meeting with the high school sports editor in the back office behind two doors across the room and down the hall from me and I can still hear every word he says. He has a big boomy resonant voice- not as deep as Darth Vader but in the team picture.

The landscape crew has been working away in our yard for a couple hours this morning. They removed this odd dirt hump berm that had held these skinny evergreen carrot-shaped trees we had removed when we moved in last March. They also got up on the roof and cleaned all the gutters, re-edged the flower beds, mulched and put sod down. We used Renee Alvarez’s Greenside Up company at the old house for years. They’re such nice guys and do great work for reasonable prices. Our old house yard was MUCH bigger than this current one. 

It’s supposed to snow again today.

I couldn’t go to sleep last night for a long time. I don’t know what the deal was. I’ve been sleeping so good. Maybe my sleep tank was full.

Saturday, March 28

Rain on the roof

4:52am

I’ve been up for quite a while. I couldn’t get back to sleep and laid there tossing and turning, bothering Michael so I finally got up, put on my tone and slippers, washed my face, took out my retainers, brushed my teeth and came out to the kitchen and made myself a coffee with milk and cinnamon in it. I can hear the heavy rain on the roof and the gentle growl of thunder. I think it’s supposed to rain all day and night and into tomorrow.

This whole pandemic is like some weird bell tolling in my mind. I keep thinking of the principal of naturally occurring forest fires supposing to be nature’s way to clear the way for new growth. Is that the same deal as pandemics?Ive become so troubled watching the news with increasing numbers of deaths across the world. It’s very hard not to get bugged out by it. I’ve been trying hard to not let it get to me.

Yesterday Mike got an email from his company notifying all employees that effective immediately there would be an across the board 15% salary cut. About nine years ago it was a 20% cut so Mikes now down 35% of where his salary should be. Plus lately he’s working from home and having a lot more to do and longer hours. Frankly I’m surprised the paper’s still in business. They’ve been making cut after cut for years but at the same time buying up lots of smaller downstate newspapers. I call bullshit. Mike also has a dear old friend who’s on the edge of death. Yesterday was not a good day. The rain is now pelting down harder and louder.

Most  all of the day Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I did technology training for distance learning. The platform the district has been using and pushing us to use and training us on ( well one of them) is called Zoom. It’s a free video conferencing app. As of last night at 6 pm we were told NOT to use it with our students due to liability matters with minors. I’ve already used it with a few students. Some teachers have built their whole distance learning units around it. Fucking swell guys.



Mike’s mother had her single brain tumor radiation treatment Wednesday from a gamma knife technology procedure. Evidently the cancer detected in the lower back of her brain was super tiny so it was just a one shot and done. In a week or so she’ll start going for her immunotherapy infusion treatments for the lung and lymph node cancer. Mike and his siblings are taking turns taking her. I haven’t been out to visit anyone or go inside any stores in a couple weeks. My immune system still isn’t strong or normal. We have about 90 confirmed cases of the virus in our county and 8 deaths so far. I’ve been going for walks every day so I get out of the house and don’t completely lose my shit. I’ll greet or chat with neighbors and passersby from a distance as I’m walking. The rain is slowing down now and dwindling off. There is a relaxed soft trickle sound of water out the front sitting room window. 

In the last week several the neighbors around us have had their landscape companies come and do their spring yard opening clean up and prep- remove branches and leaves, re-edge the flower beds, mow, mulch. Most of the neighbors in our 55+ community use landscapers. None of the yards are very big. Most of them also hire snow removal services. We do not. Yet. So anyway, the yards on either side of our house look all spruced up. Ours is not but it’s not bad. I walked around and inspected it yesterday looking for flowers coming up. 



Mike said his daughter is now having pretty bad postpartum depression and Justin, her husband, and Coleen, her mother, have been helping a lot with the baby. I have never been very close with her. She hasn’t let me and I haven’t pushed it. I try to be nice in a gentle way. Not pushy. I hope it gets better for her. 

Now I don’t hear any rain, just the high-pitched squeal and whoosh of the furnace in the laundry room. It’s taken some getting used to living in a house all on one floor with no basement. It is easier to take care of though. We got rid of a ton  of stuff when we moved. Our old house had a large finished basement and we accumulated so much stuff over the years.








6:
Birds have woken up and are chirping away outside. I love birds. There is a wetland / marsh area behind down the hill from our yard and a park across the street with lots of tall stately oak trees so there are a lot of places for wildlife to live nearby. We seem to have a LOT of birds here. When we moved here birds had a big nest in our exhaust vent on the side of the house. You could hear them scratching around in there and going in and out. Pretty creepy. We put a screen up to prevent them from doing it. Every once in a while you can hear them scratching at it trying to get in. They frequently fly into a window too. 

So I have to fill out my TRS retirement forms, scan them and send them in this weekend. I also have to scan our 2016 income tax return because I was on disability due to my stem cell transplant that year and TRS needs that or I won’t start getting my pension. Also, due to Covid-19, there is not any school district retirees banquet planned. Yeah this all blows big time. Oh well.... onward and upward.



Fire And Rain
Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone
Susanne the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to
I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again
Won't you look down upon me, jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way
Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again
Been walking




Friday, March 27

Zoomin in pajamas

7:49
This morning I have three Zoom video conferencing meeting training sessions starting at 8 am. I haven’t been getting up this early the last couple weeks. Everything now is weird. I still have my pajamas on and no makeup. I did wash my face and put on moisturizer. It will have to be good enough. I’m on coffee #2 so far. I’m typing on my IPad with my headphones on. Mike has the TV news on chattering away. He’s oblivious to the fact I’m going to have to go in to my meeting in a minute. When he takes his work meetings at home he goes back to my office and closes the door for privacy. He has completely taken over my office for his work from home. He used to work at the kitchen table until I offered my office. Now I’m SOL. I’m going to re-do the spare bedroom into another office area. 

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9:27
I finished my first Zoom class session. Pretty cool. I have another one on how to use Zoom with students at 10. 

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