June 10, 2020

What a freaking year this has been. And the topper - after COVID, Black Lives Matter, police being killed, etc. - now Mr. Sheeley is retiring as of August. So work is up in the air. I may need to retire ... or not.

The world is insane this year and of course, it will go down in history. I don't write about it because it's too freaking crazy and half of it isn't real. I know a lot of what's going on is being done to sway people's votes against President Trump in November. Who knows. I switched to Unaffiliated because I want nothing to do anymore with any party.

May 28, 2020

Still working from home because of this virus that everyone is afraid of. The insanity is all over the web so I won't even bother blogging about it.

The most awesome thing happened and that's why I am writing. I don't want to forget this AND I want to thank God because it's happening. Fr. McGivney has been approved or whatever it is they do, for the third miracle and he will be beatified. This man is already a saint to me. He helped me miraculously through a lot of my financial stuff. But my miracles are not the kind that would have helped his cause.

But the Vatican said ok and now he will be beatified. They will do it in Waterbury and I will do everything within my power to be there. I told Margaret she should come too even if she's a pagan and doesn't believe. It is something that will never again happen in my lifetime for me to see. So I'm praying she comes and then maybe, just maybe, her eyes will open and she will believe. I hope so.

Anyway I'm going to bed and I'll try to remember to write more often - I really should because that way I'll remember things.

March 27,2020

So Jorge had texted last month saying he gave my number to Tiny. She finally called today. And texted, and texted. This could be a bad thing. She doesn't seem to remember from minute to minute and asks the same questions over and over.

First full week of working from home and I can get used to this. Everyone is staying away from everyone else. Governor says not more than 5 people can gather at once and have to be six feet from each other. Well Margaret and I will be doing our thing and I'm not sitting in the back seat.

All parks and stuff are closed but golf clubs are not and golfers are out there in hoards. Wtf.? Just like libraries are closed but liquor stores are not. Wow!

I still go to the post office and grocery shopping and walk the dogs. God will protect me and if now, I hope to see Him and my loved ones in Heaven.

March 23, 2020

And so it goes. We are in a full-blown pandemic. The entire world is. This will be in the history books someday. I am now working from home - my first day. Got someone who will bring me work orders probably once a week. We are supposed to have social distancing - a new phrase for a new virus. Not sure how he's supposed to hand me my work.

I have been continuing my life. As of today, all stores that are do not sell groceries are closed. There's no toilet paper to be found anywhere and people are fighting over it when they find it. The entire world has gone insane. Derby has its first case of the Corona Virus. Ansonia, Shelton, and Seymour have at least one each. All meetings everywhere are canceled - can't say that bothers me too much. LOL!! Schools are all closed and there will be no graduations.

Sam is still working because Dunkin Donuts and all restaurants can operate through drive-through or curbside pick up or delivery. But they have cut her hours.

I started my spring semester of school - English Lit and am on the second week. First week was easy. Now starts the harder part but what we have to read is awesome - a little Poe, Hawthorne, and other good poets and authors. Even Shirley Jackson's The Lottery.

I am trying to stay positive about all this. Margaret and I are doing our thing. We went to an awesome cemetery in Westfield on Saturday and next Saturday, weather permitting, we will go to another one.

Anthony brought us some protection in case the world get's wonkier. And if worse comes to worse, we will go up to his place.

Paul called me today because prisoners can receive no visitors during this pandemic and now have two free calls a week.

March 16, 2020

So the news is going around that Italy is going to let anyone over 80, with Corona virus 19, die. WTF? The entire world has gone mad. I will be going back to work Wednesday. Paulette said Bob is letting her work from home and they asked Pat if she could - don't see why she can't. I know I can and will if he suggests it. I checked and I can obviously close or put in work orders from home and I an do reqs from home - then I could email them to Pat or wherever. Paulette went in today and said there's hardly any clericals on campus. I would love to work from home.

I did meet up with Rob from the Grange today at Ion Bank. We were supposed to get me on the checkbook but he didn't bring all the paperwork needed. So we are going to try again on Saturday.

As of tonight -- all restaurants, pubs, bars and casinos in CT, NY, and NJ (other states too but these are ours) will be shut down. Grocery stores will be open minimal hours. I am so glad I've pretty much always been a prepper - although not big time. I have enough food and supplies to last a few weeks and will try to get what I think we will need as the time comes.

The world really is pretty much shut down. It bothers me a lot that the churches - most of them - have closed down. I know I don't go like I should, but that doesn't matter. A Catholic church should never, ever close down.. :(

The Ides of March 2020

I wasn't posting about this, but it will be in history if there are any people left to read about it. Corona Virus 19. The entire world has pretty much shut down. Schools, bars, restaurants, municipal buildings, CHURCHES, and so much more. I don't know what to say about it. If I forget, I can look it up. I am not afraid that I will get it. But if I do, I am considered in the danger zone because I am considered elderly. But I think my immune system is pretty good. So I don't know. I know I'm not living my life in fear.

I'm not sure about work yet. They made us stay home three days this week. I have tomorrow and Tuesday off for my birthday. Not sure what will be going on Wednesday.

I'll continue as I think of stuff to say.

March 1, 2020

Allen, where are you? Can you hear me or see me? Do you know I still love you? That I always have and always will?

I can't believe that tonight, at 10:00, it will be 50 years since we started dating. I remember that if you hadn't asked me to the dance by 10 p.m., I was going to go out with Paul, even though I was madly in love with you. I figured you just weren't interested in me. But you made the deadline even though you didn't know there was one. And I was the happiest girl alive. We were so young - I was a month short of 18 and you were a month older than 16. I never regretted the decision to say yes. Not even when you left me. My only regret is that I wasn't good enough for you and that I wasn't allowed to say goodbye before you died. But I still love you. How pathetic is that? I hope you are in Heaven and happy and with my parents and yours ... and Pino. I hope I get to see you again someday.

I love you.