You have to fight through some bad
days to earn the best days of your life...
I thought it was bad enough being in Chicago and
having to use our masks all the time. In North Carolina
at least you can come out of the house go to your car, go for
a walk and not have to be using the mask. Yes, you have
to use it in all public establishments, and that was OK.
We come back home to Fort Lauderdale, and
it seems as if in the span of 2 weeks it got even worse.
So we do have to wear the mask as we leave our
apartment, but we can take it off in the garage.
Could not do so in Chicago. Crazy world.
The signs are all over the city now. More than ever.
Now as we drove around a little yesterday in
the city I have noticed more and more people are
wearing their masks. Seems like not everyone feels
safer using them. Do they help? I don't know,
I do know we also use them all the time.
Ordering take out, not the same now. Everyone is
masked up and I think many like it. I hate it.
The "crap" we brought from Chicago is slowly
"disappearing" Not even sure where everything is, but
at least it's packed away somewhere, and no we have not
opened many of the boxes nor suitcases as yet. Then we
would really have a problem finding a spot for everything.
If you look 👀 really good you can see all the
stuff scattered all around the living room and the
bedroom. That I will deal with today, and hopefully
find where to put it all. One can always hope 😉
Monday here again. July is soon over.
This pandemic is just getting started. Life has
sure changed and I am not liking it at all.
Check out Arvid with his gloves.
It broke my heart seeing my parents and not
being able to give them a hug. We did it for their
protection. I hated, hated leaving and not hugging
my mom and dad. Horrible feeling😢, but we
did it because it was the right thing to do.
Always hoping for better days to come.
There are more glorious days ahead, this
should be your joy for today. Bad days always
promise a better day tomorrow...