Nothing really.

For 15 years, every few days I got something on my mind that I wanted to write about. I sat down, booted up Word and started typing. The blinking cursor faithfully moved to the right creating the letters and words that I dictated. When I was satisfied with what I had written, I posted the words on Blogspot and from there to Facebook.  In the last six months or so I really haven’t had much to say. It’s not that I’ve given up or am doing nothing at all  to talk about, I just didn’t want to bother to write. The irony is that with the isolation of Covid 19, I have had more time on my hands than I’ve had since I was a kid. And even as a kid, I was busy doing something that I wanted to do. But now on the days I’m home alone, instead of writing I’m usually either reading or watching something on Prime or Netflix.

This morning I got up at about 8:30. I took a shower, got dressed and ready to “face the day.” Today I actually had things I needed to do. I’ve had some issues with my legs, so my morning started with a physical therapist. This was my seventh visit and we’re making some progress. On my way home I decided to  call the Nissan dealership to see if they could do that oil change and tune up my car has been telling me about for several weeks. They told me to come on.  I knew the dealership was taking precautions for Covid and that it would be a relatively safe place to be. As it turned out I was up close and personal with only two people and, like me, one of them was wearing a mask. I’m not very concerned that I was exposed to anything. I washed my hands several times. Since I didn’t have an appointment, I had to wait about two hours. I passed the time talking on my phone with my good friend Mark and texting with several other friends. The wait went by fairly quickly. I paid the cashier, got in my car and drove back home.

When I got home, since I had not eaten any breakfast, I warmed up the pizza from yesterday and ate a couple of slices. After eating I decided to do something  else that I haven’t done in a while. I went downstairs, retrieved my camera, attached my favorite lens, my macro lens,  and went outside. I walked up the street to the cul de sac where I knew there were some pretty flowers. I took several images and walked back home. As I processed my images with Lightroom, I didn’t like most of it, but I thought three of the images were worth working with. I got the images to my satisfaction and posted them on Facebook hoping that my “friends” would  enjoy them too.

Now I’m sitting at my computer typing these words. I’ve reread them several times and am not happy with them at all. My sentences are short and my subject matter seems rather boring. But I haven’t posted anything in quite some time so for better or for worse I’m going to post this. In 1971, the summer I sold books door to door, in sales school they taught us several things to do to  boost our confidence for the day. One of them was to look in a mirror and say several times, “I feel healthy! I feel happy!! I feel terrific!!!” These words helped me back then and they are helping me now. I hope that you are healthy, happy and terrific as well.  If not “terrific” I hope that you are at least healthy and happy.