First shot - check

I got my first Pfizer vaccine today. I was nervous. Worried. Elated. 

It was nothing yet it was everything. When I sat in the waiting chair for my allotted fifteen minutes of making sure I had no reaction, I cried silently and wiped the tears on my shirt.

No one around me seemed to notice. Nor did they express emotions publically. 

Whatever.

I'm one shot in!  

Quarantine - one year

It's too bad our Wyndham trip was the week before because then I could have said I'd come full circle. I missed that by a few days. Last year on the 13th of March, we headed off to Orlando for a week of Spring Break fun in the sun. 

We all know how that turned out.

It's been a year! How crazy is that? Even as I type it, I'm all what? How can that be? But it is no lie. One year in a pandemic stuck mainly quarantined in my house. I should have something profound to say. I don't. Instead, I've made a list of the ten things I've learned while tethered to my home base.

1. Children may get older, but once they cross the threshold of their childhood home, they revert age-wise at least ten years.
2. My husband is quite the handyman. Or at least he knows how to find one.
3. How quickly we go through personal hygiene products.
4. I don't need a gym membership to stay fit.
5. My pool is a haven.
6. How wonderful it is to have the technology we have, including Facetiming and Zoom.
7. People are very judgemental, opinionated, and stupid.
8. Routine is important, but it can also lure one into a rut.
9. Patience
10. The NFL and the post office continue on through the rain, sleet, snow, and COVID.

And the ten things I enjoyed by being homebound.

1. Extra time spent with my children.
2. Working on my MIL's memoirs.
3. Meeting new neighbors.
4. Getting to know the people in my writing group.
5. Having someone else in my house do the cooking.
6. Shopping on Amazon.
7. Getting out of the house.
8. Grocery shopping online.
9. Completing projects.
10. The NFL season through the first eleven weeks.

Both our children were vaccinated this week. One is a teacher. One is considered an essential worker because she works with the deaf community. One got a two-shot vaccine. The other got the one shot. One had a reaction. One did not. 

Next week, Tom's age group will be next for the vaccine. My group shouldn't be far behind.

For my family, we made it through with minimal damage. Not everyone was as fortunate. Here's hoping that by this time next year, this pandemic will be but a chapter in the history books, everyone will be vaccinated, families will be reunited, and we'll all be healthy and smiling! 

Sappy?

Hell yeah!

This past weekend, Tom, Darcy, Oleg, and I headed south. Oleg will be working in south Florida after graduation, and Darcy had to take a certification exam in Ft. Lauderdale, so we killed two birds with one stone. Apartment hunting for Oleg and Darcy's test.

Before we left, I experienced a week of anxiety--more than my normal worrying before a trip. I told a few people I thought I had developed arachnophobia during this whole COVID pandemic, what with barely leaving my house and all.

Darcy: "Because leaving the house means you'll encounter spiders?

Oops. Agoraphobia! The anxiety built to such a level I had heart palpitations, extreme crying fits, and some very tense moments. My peeps talked me off the ledge enough that by the time we left, I was stable.

Getting away was the best thing! It's not that I've avoided places. I shop for groceries. I go into my library. I've had numerous doctor appointments. But leaving home and traveling gave me the confidence I've lost in this whole ordeal.

It was a four-hour drive, and we stopped at Publix grocery stores for bathroom breaks, except for the time Tom stopped at a sketchy gas station. It was one of those places where the restrooms are outside, and one has to procure a key from the proprietor inside. It was smelly, a bit worn, but there was soap! Oleg and I were the only ones who used it, while Tom got gas. 

Tom: "My debit card was denied twice until finally, the bank texted me, asking if this was me using the card."

Me: "I'm not surprised. Could you not have found a better station?"

Darcy: "And why are you using your debit card? Why wouldn't you use our Discover?"

Tom: (a bit angrily) "Because my debit card has never been hacked while the Discover is compromised practically every month!"

We stayed at one of my Wyndham's in Pompano Beach. I've been there four times, and knowing what to expect was also a plus. We figured it was halfway between the city where Oleg would eventually call home and where Darcy had to take her test. Tom, who rarely drives my van, but who seems to always rub my back tire when making a right-hand turn, kept parking too close to the concrete bumper in lots. When he did this at our arrival at the Wyndham, we knew it wasn't good from the sound. Oleg ducked down and discovered something had torn loose from under the van. Tom was not concerned.

Thursday, we shopped for apartments. Only one complex was COVID serious, although the others did wear masks. The apartments were nice sizes and had friendly staff. The outsides of all of them were worthy of entrants in a gardening competition. They were, however, EXPENSIVE. This town is tourist central and BIG MONEY. 

At lunchtime, Darcy asked to be dropped off somewhere to study. Since Oleg had a lunch appointment with a realtor, Darcy and I stayed outside at a Panera Bread restaurant. Tom took Oleg to meet with the lady who'd given us the apartment suggestions, and then he had the van fixed.

By the time we slogged back to our Wyndham in rush hour traffic, we were all tired. I hit the Wyndham bar where masked karaoke was just getting started and ordered a rum runner to go. We got take-out and ended the night reading and talking.

Friday, Darcy and I walked. She practiced for her test while I wrote in my head. Our walk around the lake veered off before we made it halfway around the lake, and we ended up walking around all sorts of various waterways and sidewalks until we gave up and turned back the way we had come. 

Best news? We discovered that the exam site was three miles from our Wyndham. We did a trial run, got lunch, and then took Darcy back to take her test. That night we purchased a bottle of liquor and made our own drinks.

Sunday, we stopped on our way home to visit a house where a woman was looking for a tenant. She gave us her first name, took us through her home upstairs to the room, gave some details, and shooed us out because she had to get to work. An hour later, with our keen observations and superior investigative skills, we knew everything there was to know about this woman, including viewing her mug shots. Oleg will not be living there.

We returned home to a happy dog and an even happier Madison who'd been chored with taking care of said dog. We unloaded, told our stories, and sat down to relax. Madison left to pick up food. She called us ten minutes later to tell us something was wrong with her car. Ten minutes after that, Darcy called to tell us something was wrong with her car. Ten minutes after that? Tom discovered his debit card had been hacked.

See, why I have anxiety?

Resolution 2021 two month check-in

Every two months, I check in to see how I'm doing on my New Year's resolutions. I give myself a score between 1-10 with the hopes that I'm perfect by the end of the year. 

Let's check-in (2 months):

•  To be like 2020 Rebel Wilson and make this year a focus on health - Okay, no specific settings for this, and I'm not where I thought I'd be in this category at this time, but I've started walking twice a day, three miles a day, Monday thru Friday. That's a start, right? Score: 4

• To eat breakfast before I drink my morning coffee - Yes! I have done this faithfully every damn morning! Score: 10

• To think of three positive, happy, uplifting things for every negative thought that runs into my head - Yes! The great thing is that since I began doing this, my negative thoughts are less frequent too.  Score: 10

• To edit book one and complete book two in all phases and attempt to publish. - Okay, this is a big one with multiple tiers. I am editing book two. My cousin Maya helped with several chapters, and I am part of an RWA program where I have a published mentor helping me. I work daily. No kidding. I've created my author Twitter and Facebook page, which counts too in my attempt to publish because an author has to have a social media presence. Nothing, however, has happened with book 1. Jeez, I can't do it all in the first two months! Score: 5

• To continue down the path of completing past resolutions - Okay, not so much with this one, although I have edited my blog a few times these months. I'm 1-1 on the birthday gifts for January and February - sorry, Susan. Score: 1

• To learn Russian - Yes! Score: 10

Total Score: 40 out of 50 - I think this is the highest I've ever scored this early on! Whoot! Whoot! I'm pretty damn proud of that! Maybe for once, I've given myself realistic goals. Or, perhaps the pandemic and being quarantined has made me more determined? Who cares? Go, me!