When are we? Where are we? And why is it so hard to keep track?
Because things are so much the same these days, only different.
I started pondering this blog yesterday. I knew about it, of course, but was reminded to begin writing it at the exercise group I go to a couple of mornings a week--in a park, socially distanced, and all wearing masks. One of my fellow exercisers happened to mention what to me was the obvious: it's hard to keep track of time these days.
Which reminded me. Oh, yeah, it was Tuesday, which meant the next day was Wednesday, the day I blog weekly here at Killer Hobbies. Hey, I'd better think about what to say! Which I did, so here I am.
Anyway, the same stuff continues forward. I plan, and I write. Now, I'm ensconced in the Alaskan mystery. Wish I could go there for more research--one of the reasons I came up with the idea in the first place--but not willing to take any chances just yet.
One thing new this week was that we celebrated our younger dog Cari's fourth birthday. She didn't know about that. She still acts like a demanding, snuggly puppy.
And Mystie, our older one? She'll turn 13 by the end of the year. She doesn't act like a puppy, but she does act as if she's in charge, telling us what to do when, like feed her, take her out, give her treats, take a walk, open the front door so she can watch for fun outside the gate... well, she's always done that. But now she's more adamant.
I'll be Zooming later today--watching a local meeting happen about some proposed development in our neighborhood. Unfortunately, that's nothing new. I don't mind development done right, but when it decreases parking and increases traffic significantly... well, I may wind up putting my 2 cents worth in if given a chance.
Anyway, Happy National Pumpkin Cheesecake Day, everyone!