If I must be retired and crippled, being retired and crippled during a lockdown is the way to do it. Mind says 'these are Special Times, don't expect normality' and so I had an extended holiday of nine months. If I feel low now, it's because it's winter and snowing and I can't get out to the stores I used to go to which provided a sufficiency of brief, masked, socially-distanced social interaction. Also because it was Special Times I managed to do two things I'd been postponing for years- got that stripped wire to the garage replaced (though it looks to me now that a bit has come loose from its retaining cord) and got new steps (though the wood is warping already.) I drag my feet from a conviction that anything I have repaired will cost a lot of money and will never be done satisfactorily, and so far I'm rarely disappointed. However I suppose next thing will be to have a plumber come look at my leaking shower apparatus and tell me what it will cost to have a shower that doesn't leak.
I also got my weight down to something not seen since the 80s, but Christmas and normal eating has got it right back up to where I was in September.
