Outside of witnessing a major road block worthy of
a scene from a WWII movie on the Florida/Georgia border, our ride home to Massachusetts
was uneventful.
At the hotel we requested a room that hadn’t been used the night before, and after I’d wiped and sprayed everything but the ceiling and we’d broken out our own pillows, we were perfectly comfortable.
At the hotel we requested a room that hadn’t been used the night before, and after I’d wiped and sprayed everything but the ceiling and we’d broken out our own pillows, we were perfectly comfortable.
Traffic
was no problem, and we became adept at pumping gas with a plastic bag over our
hands or grabbing a paper napkin to open the door to the restrooms, then
breaking out the sanitizer once we were back in the car.
It’s
good to be home, even if home is third in the nation for Covid fatalities, and
I woke up to 31 degrees this morning.
I
dashed out for food the next day and found even sketchier offerings in the meat
department here, but fortunately we’re equally happy with fish or the
occasional vegetarian meal. I’d thought the Publix produce department was a bit
high, but it was a bargain compared to my grocery store here. More annoying was
the lack of prices. More than once I tossed something in my carriage having no
idea of its cost. I suppose everything comes and goes so fast the store doesn’t
bother, or they figure we’re so desperate we won’t care.
Mass
is a bit stricter than Florida – when I went to the fabric store, anything that
couldn’t be considered necessary for making masks was roped off. And I just saw
in the news that a massive mall near Sarasota has re-opened. And thank god.
There were $400 handbags simply moldering on the shelves.
I’ve
been cranking out the masks now that I’m reunited with Old Betsy, my sewing
machine from 1970, bless her heart. It’s a vast improvement from the early days
of mask manufacture in Florida when we were cutting up tube socks and eyeing
our husbands’ Hawaiian shirts, appreciating their possibilities more than we
ever did before.
Love that creative mask.
ReplyDeleteStay safe, stay well.
Every state is so different. I think my R governor has done a very credible job; so much so his own R legislators are turning against him.
ReplyDeleteDolly looks very safe with her mask and a spare :)
ReplyDeleteThat's Patsy Ann, my mother's doll from the 1920s and later mine.
DeleteAdorable little Dolly and she does look safe in her mask. Did you tell her to keep her nonexistent breath to herself? :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, but she's so forgetful about washing her hands!
DeleteStay safe! The number just keep increasing. Yes groceries are more expensive. :(
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