Is The End Drawing Near?

It’s Monday—the last one in January and my birthday week. After a slow and gloomy weekend, our granddaughter is in good health and rose early to make her own healthy breakfast and lunch to kick off a good day. Gerry’s happy to have the opportunity to return to the gym after recent closures, so he headed out early too.

My first cursory glance at the news headlines this morning reveals this from Canada’s National Post: The end of COVID approacheth (for real this time). Our province announced on Friday that they’re ready to start treating COVID like the flu. How that will play out is anyone’s guess. As far as I knew there hasn’t been a whisper of doing away with mandates or passports so they’re not entirely treating it like the flu just yet.

Gerry tells me the markets are bad, but I’m not looking. I made that mistake in March 2020 and felt sick to my stomach for days. There’s bad news everywhere if one looks for it. The reverse is just as true and I’m choosing to remain positive while waiting for the market correction (with fingers crossed).

I’ve got a comfortably full week ahead with a couple of Zoom classes, coffee with a friend, and a pedicure scheduled this afternoon. Gerry and I will probably get out with our cameras for photoplay at some point too. There’s my birthday to look forward to (which I don’t, particularly) and I’ve asked for three things this year: no mention of COVID, cheesecake, and not having to cook dinner.

In other news, the orchid on my kitchen windowsill is blooming again. I see a slight blue in the sky above the fog; I think we’re in for some sunshine today. My washer and dryer just sang to me when I transferred my laundry from one to the other. I think I might just brew another cup of soy milky frothy coffee and settle in with my book for a while.

It’s the little things that combine to make a contented life. Happy Monday, friends.