We are five days into 2022, and most are wondering if 2022 will be a repeat of 2021, which was a repeat of 2020. I do not think that anyone can deny that our government completely lost control of the pandemic. The major breakdowns are the ambiguous CDC guidelines and the lack of availability and accuracy of testing. I will be doing my anti-body testing later this week, and I will be curious to see the results.
Top of mind for me today is my diagnostic mammogram. I feared that I would wake up sick with Covid and have to again miss my appointment. I am happy to report that is not the case. I will be able to make it to my appointment.
In the meantime, I have two great distractions. First work is off to a fantastic start. I should have worked late last night on a statement of work, but I was not feeling well, and I really wanted my last night with Brainy Bird. The boys and I spent a low-key evening together. I am feeling less tired today, and I like that I have work to do to keep my mind busy before my doctor’s appointment.
The second great distraction is the fur kids. Do they know I am worried? It feels as if they are trying to calm my nerves with their adorable behaviors. I accidentally left the door to my bedroom open, and I walked in to find Winter snuggled up in my scarf. I think she was chewing on the tassels, but she stopped and looked adorable all wrapped up when I walked in. Trooper is snuggled up in my winter blanket. He gave me a look as if to say, “Please don’t make me move.”
Potatoe and Chewy are playing. Watching little Chewy snuggle up next to Potatoe is deeply enduring. The two have been playing a back-and-forth game of chase most of the morning. They run the through the front room where I am working with Potatoe chasing Chewy; they then proceed to run back from the opposite direction with Chewy chasing Potatoe. This was Storme and Potatoe’s favorite game. I love seeing Potatoe and Chewy play together, and I like seeing Potatoe active.
Another positive on the day, Little Chirp left his wallet with around $300 in cash and gift cards at Olive Garden yesterday. The likelihood of him getting it back is really low. Obviously, this is not a positive. However, three positives stemmed from this. First, while he looked really sad, he did not cry or blame anyone other than his self. He accepted the loss in stride. Two, there has been no activity on the debit and credit cards that were in the wallet. Three, I mentioned the situation to his dad, and Dad took immediate ownership of going by Olive Garden in the slim chance that he could recover the wallet. That’s a good Dad. Honestly, I do not have time in my day to deal with the situation, and I found it extremely helpful that he took this load off of me. I did not ask him; he volunteered. That means a lot.
I need to get back to work, even though I took the day off for my doctor’s appointment. It feels good to be busy. As far as whether or not 2022 will be a repeat of the previous years in this decade, “time will tell.” There is one of my least favorite expressions. Let me close with one of my favorite statements, as Chewy and Potatoe zip by me again and Winter snuggles up in my lap for her morning nap, “it is the little things in life…”