Flat

     Flatness is key. I've been thinking a lot about the concept of flatness. Flattening the curve, feeling flat in general. Manitoba's insignificance and obedience to social distancing has caused it to be flatter than other provinces. Québec and Ontario continue to struggle while British Columbia and Alberta are having their troubles. Meanwhile, Nova Scotia is dealing with horrific tragedies in addition to the pandemic. Manitoba just needs to hold its own and keep it up with the distancing. We all need to be like Newfoundland and New Brunswick. I wonder when the schools will open up out in the Maritimes?

     As for me, I'm just feeling flat. I might tell you another time the reason for this but I'm not ready right now. We had a lovely light and sound show last night and the sky today is glorious. At least I'm not finding life to be that flat.

   And here are some pics of fall days in Twinbrook.

BYE.

Lucid dreaming

    I need to take a course on lucid dreaming. The dreams I remembered were all over the place. I had some car trouble last week and now that my car is back I had a dream that it flat out died on me while I was driving somewhere. And somehow, though I haven't watched either of the movies from beginning to end, I had 'Kill Bill' bits running around my subconscious. Was all this lunacy a result of my rampant GAD? I'm wont to lay blame for everything at the feet of my anxieties but that's not fair.

    Canada is starting to flatten the curve but extreme vigilance is called for. Manitoba's recovered cases are outnumbering the active ones (as of April 20th). We are coming along nicely. Ontario and Quebec have lost their way for the moment. At least Ontario is starting to even out. Hopefully Quebec will find its way and start flattening the curve. I'm not going to talk about the U.S. as politics will get into it and I really don't want to bring that mess into my blog. Bad enough I yammer about it in my diary. When the pandemic is done I'll look through this diary and promise to stop talking politics. Then I'll break said promise because summat else will be going on.

    My brain is not falling out of my ears as much these days since I know I can go to work from time to time. As long as I have that, I'm okay. Work is all right. I need to pick up a few files at work to get some work done. I'll do that on Friday, when I go to work. Being a library tech, I normally physically distance myself unless the classes come in. No wandering the halls but that makes sense.

    Okay, enough serious stuff and updates on my meaningless little life. Time for other stuff.

BYE.

Easter in the time of Corona

      Happy Easter in the time of sequestering! Most years I would go for supper at Mom's. Tomorrow I'm getting a care package of delightful leftovers from my most wonderful madre. There may even be a few chocolates as part of the deal. Today I'll have soup for lunch and supper, thank you Chunky Soup! On Good Friday I wrote out my thoughts on JC in my journal. Most years we get rain or snow on Good Friday. This time around it was a mostly clear sky and a nice bracing gust to accompany the day. Is this climate change's fault? Maybe God just wanted to give Manitoba a break from the usual weather shenanigans in light of COVID-19.

      I heard that Youtube isn't happy when people mention the virus. Not reading or thinking about it won't make it go away, y'know. Listening to music devised to wake up my solar plexus chakra this morning. Does a tambura do more than drone? I've been listening to a lot of music that's supposed to help my root chakra - the centre of all of my deadly worries. Has GAD taken over my root chakra? Wouldn't surprise me any. Anyway, for the two or three of you that follow this blog, if you'd like some long tracks aimed at working on yer chakras, do have a look at Meditative Minds on Youtube.

      Pretty cloudy today. Anyway, my cat is forever a jerk. For the last couple of mornings, she's been walking on me around quarter to six. Augh. I'm currently reading "Shame and the captives" but I'm trying to draw it out. I've been also writing a lot. A novel, actually. Not for human consumption, mind you. Perhaps I'll post some chapters on a different blog. You will sleep well after reading several pages. Very boring stuff.

     Now for some unimpressive dudes.

BYE.

So my grey cells are going out my ears

    I am an introvert so this physical distancing stuff ought to be second nature for me. The only time I go out is for groceries or to the Subway/Freshii/etc... and for a occasional walk. I worked from home the week before Spring Break; which went okay. Then I was off for Spring Break and that was fine. This week looks like it's going to be another work-from-home deal. I know it's better to stay home and stay healthy rather than risk going too much in public and possibly getting sick, but man o man. My brains are going out my ears.

     Yesterday I wrote about how much I would love to just spend a couple of hours in my library this week. I'd be alone and I'd have more to do. That is how desperate I am for a change of scenery. And this whole corona-saga isn't even a month long. Well, not where my school division is concerned. It's not boredom that I'm complaining about - it's a need for a different place to see. I'm in library withdrawal because my public is still closed. And who is to say when it will be open again. Is this pity? Definitely. Of course there's illness and plenty of desperation out in the world and my problems are definitely less than amoebas. Still, this is my blog and I am going to complain here if I wish.

     I'm typing out one of my old journals and reading about the Charleswood Library - my public, as it were. Naturally, I find myself yearning to go there. Augh. Anyway, with China and possibly Italy reporting fewer cases, things might start looking hopeful for Canada. Maybe somebody can open up the schools for a couple of weeks to I can go and work there for a bit. Maybe the the WPL will open up again. Geez, it hasn't even been a month but it feels like so much longer.

     Yeah, so that's what's going on with me. Easter's coming but it's doubtful that I'll be going anywhere to celebrate. Maybe the family will come together on Skype or whatever to have a meal. That might be nice.


BYE. 😷

I am getting a message

       Google wants me to try the new Blogger. 😱 It's probably not going to wreck my life or my blog but, to paraphrase old Montresor (Cask of Amontillado) "I have my doubts." Being a dipsophobe (yeah, apparently this is a thing) I should stay away from Amontillado or any sort of wine as it is. I don't think I have a fear of drinking alcohol - more like I've done too much research on what alcohol does to the body to ever want to touch the stuff EVER. Also I hate the taste. Anyway, perhaps I'll give the shiny, smexy new Blogger a go another time. If I can still mess with this blog under the new system, sure why not? But if not, please yerself. I'll stick with the old model as long as I can.

      Coronavirus continues to plod across Canada and run like Usain Bolt across our neighbours to the immediate south. It's only a matter of time before North Dakota, Minnesota and Wisconsin become ripe for the taking. 😎 Yes, this is just a joke. Now for a public service announcement. For the love of family, community, health, and whatever gods you may or may not worship - WASH YER HANDS and SNEEZE AND COUGH IN A TISSUE OR YER SLEEVE! PRACTICE SOCIAL DISTANCING AND BE SAFE!

      Today would have been my Grandma's 93rd birthday. Damned cancer. This month it will be 15 years since she passed on. The realization hit me the other day. Is this because I'm 40 now and milestones continue to gain weight around my neck? If I remember to, I think I'll post the entry from that sad day in 2005. The weather forecast speaks of a Colorado low coming for a visit and bringing a gigaton of snow with it. At least things will look pretty for a while. The roads will also look pretty (gruesome) for a while as well.

     And now, for something completely expected.

BYE.