10 February 2021

 

     No headache, nor nausea today.  I called the folks, and overate.  It is time to get out of quarantine. 

     But the courtyards are closed due to extreme wind chill conditions.

     My father told me he emailed my brothers and told them he just purchased his last pair of running shoes.  I told him not to sell himself short.  But I have been thinking of doing the same thing.  I am trying to decide if I really need them.  I probably have four good months to run once I am out of quarantine.

     I told him not to renew the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel.  I will miss sitting down and reading the paper.  I just am too sick most of the time and have weeks of newspapers sitting here.

     It is hard to read when you are sleeping all the time.

     I tried tackling the taxes today, but found I needed another form with directions.

     A headache hit me late, but I put some hours into an artwork.

     I finished “The Surreal Life of Leonora Carrington” by Joanna Moorhead today.  Unless someone is a Carrington fanatic, I would not recommend this book.

     Good day.