Last night I thought it was funny when I wrote “free at last” down on the corner of the Chalkboard. This morning I feel I’m mocking both the Civil rights movement and the Covid Era. I got through last week real easy compared to so many others.
I’m not sure what memories I’ll bring out of last week. Probably not the kind of memories I have when I got suspended from Christ the King during the 1980 Winter Olympics. I didn’t see the Miracle on Ice last week or Eric Heiden winning gold.
I did read a ton and write a few paragraphs. I watched it snow. I listened to a ton of Christmas songs and I never unplugged the lights on my Christmas tree. That glow comforted me during my vacation to the couch.
I’m not sure I’ve changed much this last week. My sweatpants can definitely attest to that. I beat the crap out of them walking back and forth from the couch. The sweats that I wore to break my 103 degree fever will never get the Vicks Vapor rub smell out of them.
Back to work and the camaraderie of the OakBrook Board of Trade. I can’t wait to go to Costco and to Riverside Food. I have books to drop off at the library. All of this while wearing a mask. I think that will be the new normal when people are sick in public.
Thank you to those who dropped off soup, beer, whiskey, pizza, sandwiches and medicine. I also heard a few of you beep when you drove by, thank you.
Off we go into the hectic week of preparation for Christmas. My load became easier since a couple houses can’t have a JumbClaus around their family just after his Covid.
Don’t stress, before you know it the calendar will read December 26th. So enjoy the week and the stress of getting everything just perfect.
Because everything will be just perfect…… just believe.
