Tuesday, May 17, 2022
Monday, May 16, 2022
I avoided the severe weather on my drive up, but worried all night that my house would be blown away and/or Alias and Norma would freak out with the high winds and perhaps hail. Plus their dinner was fed hours before they usually are fed, which they quite liked when it happened but it also meant they would need to go around 20 hours between meals something they weren’t prepared for. When I got home I was surprised that they seemed somewhat subdued. They obviously wanted to be fed but they were less harried than they are when I go to an event at night and their last meal of the day gets fed to them a couple of hours late.
Theo seemed glad to see me come home.
Wednesday, May 11, 2022
Thursday, May 05, 2022
Wednesday, May 04, 2022
Tuesday, May 03, 2022
Monday, May 02, 2022
Friday, April 29, 2022
Thursday, April 28, 2022
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Friday, April 22, 2022
Thursday, April 21, 2022
Wednesday, April 20, 2022
Tuesday, April 19, 2022
Monday, April 18, 2022
I was looking forward to the upcoming week as completing my return to the world. I had three speaking events the past month and it felt good being among other people again. Public speaking tends to energize me and I felt all three presentations went well and felt a little of my old mojo returning. The upcoming week had an Easter dinner with some of my family, and three days away from home at a resort for a conference.
I was a little worried about leaving Theo alone for three days. Since 2020 his eating routine has become a day long event. He basically only eats when I go downstairs, put out his dish again, and he’ll take a few nibbles. I feared he’d eat very little if I was gone. I hired someone from Rover.com to come over to feed Theo, Alias, and Norma twice a day for the three days. She came over last week to meet them and get all the routine. When she arrived I realized this was the first human other than myself that Alias and Norma had ever seen in our house. They ran away and hid.
I began to feel sick Friday morning. It started with a sore throat, congestion and body aches. By mid-morning I couldn’t get warm so I crawled underneath my covers and turned on the space heater as I shivered away. I took a COVID test that turned out negative. Saturday morning I woke up and my sheets were soaked with sweat. I was feeling even worse so I took another test. This one was positive. I can tell you the last time I felt this bad. It was March 2020. I had the same symptoms. I was going into work because I was scheduled to testify in a few legislative hearings. I thought I was being heroic but in retrospect... Eventually I was told to go home. And then everything shutdown. I’ve always wondered if I had COVID back then and am happy I didn’t get any of my co-workers sick.
So my full return to the world, significant to me on many levels, has been derailed by of all things... COVID.
Friday, April 15, 2022
Thursday, April 14, 2022
Wednesday, April 13, 2022
Monday, April 11, 2022
Friday was quite the sad day in our house. The 70 year old ash tree in our front yard was removed. For several years, I had been paying to treat it to prevent the Emerald Ash Borer. The past couple of years the tree’s foliage was noticeably less and less. The recent windy nights led to several large branches falling. I decided it was time to take the tree down. Norma and Alias loved sitting on my bed upstairs and looking out the skylight to the top of the tree where there usually were a bunch of birds. They also liked looking out the living room’s picture window where they watched squirrels race up and down the tree’s trunk. The noise from the removal scared Alias as he hid under the bed most of the day. Norma diligently watched the man at the top of the tree. Bigger than a bird, this was new for her. Life lost just a little bit of excitement in their daily lives.
I was caught off guard at how emotional losing the tree was. Because the tree was within 20 feet of my house, with every storm that blew by over the years, there was the added anxiety of worrying the tree would topple onto my house, or worse onto my neighbor’s house. Still, watching the crew dismember the tree, branch by branch, pieces of the thick trunk sawed into manageable chunks, it wasn’t lost on me that this was still a living being that had been around for a long time, with a lot of history.
I didn’t have the crew grind the stump away, temporarily saving a little money and afterward I’m glad I didn’t have them do that. Because there’s a nice reminder left behind of my once mighty ash tree.
“Now I’m out in the backyard leaning on a tree/And I have no way of knowing
Can’t lean too hard that’s my philosophy/Man that tree is growing
Maybe I’ll never grow up to be straight and tall/But you can lean on me, baby, I won’t fall
Maybe in the deal I can learn to bend/Learn to listen like that tree, baby like a good friend”
-John Hiatt ‘Stolen Moments’