Continuing the emergence toward "normal"

 

The next daily life step as the risk dial keeps dropping

Inside the grocery store this morning!  I picked my own produce.  That is such an every day joy.  As I loaded them into the car, and replaced the cart into the corral, I noticed how as shoppers, returning carts, we mostly organize them... little carts on one side, the bigger ones on the other.  But there's always that ONE shopper, who didn't get with the program.  😆

I felt perfectly OK still wearing my mask, as while I wasn't in the majority, there were other "seniors" like me, and everybody was polite and friendly.  

But of course, the world is not currently normal

It is not new, this spinning of "facts" to suit the narrative desired.  It's been going on since the days of Yellow Journalism, as they called it in the history books I learned from as a school girl.  The publishers had an agenda.  Watch the old Spencer Tracy / Katherine Hepburn movie "State of the Union" from 1948.

But nowadays, with the speed of the internet and the ability to reuse old footage and claim it to be images of something current?  It's downright tiring to track down "truth".  I was talking with my fellow gym client yesterday.  She has twin boys, in their teens.  

Mothers of teenagers, around the world, can have solidarity with one another:  we want a world at peace.  Our conversation reminded me of a VHS tape that the granddaughter of a family friend sent to my parents... in it she had juxtaposed photos from the era and did voice over of her reading letters that were exchanged between her grandparents and mine.  My paternal grandmother received a letter from a friend concerned that my dad might get "called up" for Korea.  This was in the years between WWII and Korea... my dad managed to miss both, but it did not stop his mother or her friends from being concerned, from praying.

Or maybe wars of some sort is normal for the world?  There always seems to be armed conflict somewhere!  Even if it is "normal" it is not right.  I feel for and pray for all the mothers of the world, because no matter where you are, the "accident of birth" (where you were born), it is their children that are sent into danger when there is such a conflict.  

Back to the daily, coming out of Covid restrictions

Our risk dial got bumped down two more notches, to mid-yellow, the mask order had already been dropped.  I still wore my mask to the grocery store, and to the trainer.  After all, it's that time of year when my nose is drippy, and "just in case" I am protecting others from either the panic of seeing the drippy nose or the off chance omicron is there, undetected.  "Just in case" I also took another at home test on Tuesday morning, before going to the trainer.  Yes, negative.

Real progress... planning fish dinners.  Seems my niece's new hubby bought a large bit of salmon, too much for one meal, enough for at least three at Costco, before finding out that niece would not let him cook it in their apartment.  Her dad won't let fish be cooked in their home either.  I got dragged in as a household (of one, with two cats) that will allow fish to be cooked here.  With the Covid restrictions lifting... shock, shock, I shall be entertaining once a month until the fish gets used up!  I haven't hosted a dinner at my house in over two years now... do I still know how?  It's going to be awesome, and we're having fun with the "getting to know you" planning as there are only three of us in on this fish conspiracy.

Personal pep talk

One day at a time, right?  No promises about tomorrow.  But I got through ONE day tracking it all, yesterday.  So here's to putting another day and starting to build a streak?  Like we used to on SparkPeople?  

You are worth taking care of.  Treating yourself and your health poorly is NOT going to help others either nearby or far away.  So, let's get back to what we know is right... nutritious food, moderate activity, hydration, and rest!  And of course, prayers for the state of the world.

Life is good.  Living in peace is better.  Spark on!