Yeah, this is how we drive in Mi’waukee…
(Filmed on the bridge overlooking the Summerfest grounds that wasn’t open to traffic for five years… plenty of time to invite Chicago Nazis to drive on it.)
Color me baffled. Please explain what this post means and who or what it was in response to.
Hope you’re OK. Eye problems are not to be treated lightly.
That was supposed to be in the Cataract thread. I was explaining a side effect from the surgery. It developed about 6 months later.
I must have opened the wrong tab. Sometimes I forget there’s already a sdmb open.
Sorry for the mix up.
I was sitting in my backyard gazebo yesterday, eating lunch and watching the birds and butterflies browsing through the wildflowers that are starting to bloom in my garden of mostly native plants and thinking idly about the arbor we’re planning to put up next week when I realized: this is a huge change in my day-to-day life from the past two years!
When the pandemic started, we had a back yard full of knee-high weeds, mostly foxtails and goatheads, and a cluttered back porch where various rusty garden tools went to die. My daughter, who got cabin fever sooner and more intensely than her dad and I did, motivated me to start on the clean-up I’d been meaning to do for years. We hired an unemployed friend of hers who was dying to get out of her apartment to clear the weeds, we cleared off the porch and hired a company to haul away the discards, and over the next two years, we got nice patio furniture, planted trees and shrubs, had a shed built, and put up a gazebo. We were able to have friends over for socially-distanced get-togethers in all but the coldest weather, and now we have a nice yard with various comfortable places to sit in tranquility and forget about the wider world for a while.
Oh, I made a relatively-instantaneous change from socialite to hermit.
I really had the best excuse: a mom in her 90s and a family working in healthcare. I figured I could eventually reconnect with people and say “Sorry I haven’t seen you in two years, I was quarantining.”
Well, I reconnected with maybe four close friends and that’s it.
And the hermit lifestyle has persisted. I’m still drawing while drinking, but these days I’m biking to small towns that have coffee/gin joints where no one knows me.