At the time I posted this picture we were about three months into the pandemic. I was in denial, hoping that this was all a figment of my imagination – that I’d wake up and it would be over. For a while there we had weekly updates from the Governor – statistics of the living and the dead. I was beginning to feel like a character in a Monty Python movie.

By that time in 2020 people were already finding creative ways to pass the time. They were getting to know their spouses and children again – in close quarters every day. Dirty laundry, sitting in a heap began to multiply and grow like the virus itself. Some folks wrote parodies that were quite funny and entertaining. Some posted silly COVID19 cartoons (including myself) to try and keep things in perspective. Some of us used the ‘time out’ to complete undone tasks while others slipped into their own little cocoon and felt good about not having contact with others.

I even toyed with the idea of deep cleaning my house. That lasted for about an hour. Instead I became a fan of old movies on TV. I spent a lot of time learning how to become a Zoomer instead of a Boomer. The Technology I had been avoiding for so long was now a part of my life.

I started thinking about silly things, like how many empty coffee cans we were saving and why – how many plastic bags could you get into another plastic bag before throwing the whole lot away. I spent a lot of time sitting down during my waking hours. Everything I eat has gone to my hips and I’ve discovered that cropping doesn’t work to eliminate the extra baggage.

Whenever there’s a new announcement about the state of the pandemic, we’re told to hang in there for another few weeks. Those few weeks turn into months and somehow we feel like a child asking his parent when they’re going to get there and the reply is, “Pretty soon.” I’ve actually read that someone is suggesting wearing a mask at home. Personally, I would be dead in an hour if that were the case.

Now a vaccine is in the works. I wonder if this is designed to get rid of us old fogies. It would eliminate the surplus population, as Ebenezer Scrooge once said. There’s not much we contribute to society anymore. I wonder if we’ll have a choice?

So today I’ll think about cleaning my refrigerator. I’ll consider dusting the furniture. Notice, I said I’d think about it. I may even be so bold as to go grocery shopping. I look forward to a weekly happy hour via the internet to visit with dear friends. This and shopping are the highlights of my current condition. But I will hang in there with the rest of the world. It won’t be long now. Or will it?