9 Hours Alone
I had the Airbnb to myself for 9 hours. Don left at 8 am and returned at 5:00, with Scott. I was trapped without a car. That was actually fine.
I entertained myself. This Vitascope "puzzle" was a lot of fun, until it wasn't.
I stopped at this point, which is not even halfway. Frustrated. I may never be able get this "working puzzle" to show the film strip, unless I acquire more patience. I'm proud I got this far.
I read a little news on my phone.
This bit of news was not good to see. We'll be back in the Houston area in a couple weeks.
Too bad we won't be back in Texas, in time for this bit of fun! Ugh.
This is a party to celebrate the governor's lifting of the mask mandate and the full opening of restaurants and bars. We'll be back 2 weeks after this party takes place. Just in time, to see the results of Texas reopening.
I wanted to read outside, but it was cold and drizzly. I went for a run instead. After I showered and warmed up, it seemed like the perfect day to watch a movie in the Theatre Room. But it's chilly down there and I usually let Don my tech guy, deal with the feisty equipment.
So I read and drank coffee instead. The sun came out for a bit and I stepped out to call Dad in Missouri and compare notes on the progress of spring.
It was weird spending 9 hours alone. I haven't been alone for more than an hour probably, since this pandemic kept us home a year ago! It was odd and nice.
And then Don returned at 5, with "Uncle Scott". He has come to meet his 3 week old niece. He and Chali would have come together, if they could have flown safely. But her work schedule didn't allow her enough time off for a driving trip.
Scott and Chali have both been safe and isolated in Sacramento, but Scott insisted on getting a Covid test before meeting his niece. Then he headed off on the 9 hour drive to Oregon. Don decided to help make the drive less daunting and met him halfway, at Medford Airport Parking. Why not? Don had the time. They enjoyed the 4-hour drive to Portland, together.
Covid has made things like visiting new baby relatives, very tricky. But it has also cleared our calendars and given us time to figure out ways to be together.
What a sweet moment to see Heidi showing off her sweet new baby to her smiling brother.
Then Jamie gave Charlotte a quick diaper change and turned to Scott. "Want to hold her?"
It melted my mama/gramma heart to see my son cradle that little baby in his arms and coo to her. I will never forget!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!