Since I'm semi-preparing for my trip back to a place where it can get cold, and even snowy(shiver!), I asked Older Daughter if I needed to buy some snow boots. Her response: "I don't know because I just wear my duck boots." Duck boots? So, off I went on line to google this interestingly named footwear, then headed over to a shoe ordering site, and voilà...
You would think that living in a rainy place, I would be familiar with these; I'm sure I've seen them around and found them hideous. (still do) But if they keep my feet warm and dry, well, QUACK, QUACK. ;)
I took great pleasure in throwing away a couple of free 2020 calendars. Although I said good riddance, I don't really believe that this year was cursed. It's certainly contained its fair share of "curve balls" and disappointments. That's normal for most years, although the pandemic and the crazy election have definitely added enormous challenges and stresses. I didn't make the Rick Steves trip to Ireland this year that I was looking forward to. My cruise to Alaska got cancelled. However, my incredible grandson was born in 2020. I finally found reliable workmen to fix and paint my house, outside and in. My relationship with John has survived, although I wouldn't say it's thrived. Covid coiffure not withstanding, there have been beautiful moments and positives.
I've learned to narrow my focus, and concentrate on what I can control and enjoy. I've tried not to wish away 2020 because it's time I'll never get back.
