Meme Monday – Bay Area Edition
Exciting new feature! In an attempt to come here a bit more often, I will post some meme or another every Monday. It may have commentary, it may not. We’ll see how long it lasts.
Saturday I woke up to exactly the feelings expressed in the meme above. I was bored and depressed, and it looked very much like the highlight of my day would be pushing back my cuticles. Of course, the fact that we are safe in our home, unlike friends who have had to evacuate from the fires, means that I am just bitching and should probably shut up. But yeah, it got me down. During this pandemic, one thing that has been nice is getting out for a long walk in the mornings. On weekends it is even nicer because I don’t have to watch the time, and sometimes Mulder gets a ‘three boss walk’, meaning we all go together. This last week, the air quality has been horrible, so we can’t even do that. We do give him a little 10 minute walk, so he will feel like he got out of the house a bit, but that’s it. In a normal year, maybe we would go to a movie. Or a bookstore. Or a restaurant. Get away from the heat and the smoke. This year, COVID says no, stay home.
Due to the heat wave (which we are thankfully coming out of now, I don’t think it will get much above 90 this upcoming week), our local power company has being doing planned blackouts. What that means is that during the highest period of power use (2pm – 7 or 8) they plan to turn off the power, to ease the strain on our grid. The thought is that if it is planned, they can do it in a sensible way, only for about 2 hours, then turn your power back on and someone else’s power off. The first time they did this, they gave hardly any warning (because they suck) and people were of course very angry. We are fortunate in that the local grid is such that our house never gets a planned blackout. Too close to a hospital perhaps, or maybe it’s the BART station across the way from us, I don’t know.
I came out of it eventually. Took a shower. Pushed back my cuticles. Had a nap. Read my book. Then Ted and I left the house and ran some errands, which included picking up a bottle of my favorite Sancerre and going to the grocery store to get things for dinner. Just being out and about with Ted cheered me mightily. The perfect baked potato that I had as part of my dinner, along with the Sancerre, helped a lot. The blueberry pancakes I made for breakfast on Sunday helped as well. Too much good food and not enough exercise are probably not great, so I have been doing some light weights. But I feel like so much mental health is connected to getting time outside. I hope our air clears up soon, though I am not sure, as we are expecting another stupid lightening storm in the next day or so. UGH.
So, my current mood is still grumpy, but not AS grumpy as I was Saturday morning, and that’s a good thing.
Here’s your bonus meme, though likely this shit will still be going on next Monday and I could have saved it.
4 Comments
nance
You have every right to be crabby, as your flow chart clearly shows. I can’t imagine what it must be like there right now, or certainly closer to the fire zones.
I saw a few reports of the redwoods burning, their hearts literally on fire. I was heartbroken. More tragedies there. A million acres, hundreds of people displaced and in danger, firefighters exhausted from 48-72 hour shifts, and so much loss.
As you’ve described, the fires have far-reaching effects beyond the burning zones. Terrible times.
J
Nance, there is hope for the redwoods…they suffer fires periodically throughout their long life spans, and even when they appear charred, many come back just fine. Did you know their bark can be up to a foot thick? I’m hanging on to that ray of hope this Monday morning, as the air outside is thick and putrid (And the inside of the house smells like smoke as well, from air around windows and doors) and I feel myself getting grumpy again.
Ally Bean
Oh I’d be beyond grouchy if I lived where you live with all the fires going on around you during these dark unhealthy days. I read about the fires and worry. I read about the pandemic and worry. I read about The Donald and swear.
Looking forward to your new Monday feature. Very clever idea.
J
Ally, yeah, reading about DT makes me swear too. I hate the fire and that it has been every year for the last 4 or 5 years now. It’s horrible. We talk more and more of moving away, but I’m not sure where we might go…