Quick Report

So far, 18ish hours later, the 2nd vaccine turns out to be easier than the first and the first was fine. My arm was a little sore after the first one. Now, if I lift it exactly the right way, I can feel that something happened but calling it sore would be a stretch. And, otherwise, zero reaction at all.

I'm off to Costco. More later.

Biggie 2021

The Flickr album of all the days.

And so vaccinated life begins...

I thought I slept great but Fitbit thought I slept a little less than great so maybe my vaccine reaction happened while I was sleeping. Perfectly fine by me.

My new vaccinated/walk more life will have more trips outside this condo. I'm shooting for one a day. I have a list of places. And, I've already done today's!

I went to Costco. I wanted to get more of that sliced steak and my prescriptions. Turns out only 2 of the 3 prescriptions were ready. NBD. I told her I'd come back on Monday - old people's hour. They moved the steak and I thought maybe they were still out but finally found it. Also scored some interesting grilled chicken bits.

I was in and out in 24 minutes and that included waiting in line at the Pharmacy. Oh and I remembered to use my $20 store credit that has been hanging in my email for freakin ever. Score.

Tomorrow I might go to Grocery Outlet. Sunday, I'm going nowhere because 1. pastry delivery and 2. The First Mariner Game Of The Season!!! Monday, I'll go back to Costco. Tuesday is up for grabs - maybe Seattle Recreative - and Wednesday will be swimming. Plans, baby, I gots plans!

And speaking of swimming. My COPDness is totally gone. I could have easily swum tomorrow. Kind of sorry, now, that I gave up my time slot. But, I think settling into once a week - Wednesdays at 11:30 - is more comfortable all the way around for me.

A woman who lived up on the the 5th floor here in this building died yesterday. I actually saw an ambulance here on the Front Door cam and wondered. She had lived here as long as I have or close to it and was just a whiny bitch always and got worse over the years. The building manager sent out a really nice email informing everyone. He said the right words in the right tone (including, interestingly, that her death was not COVID related). And he included a decent photograph of her. It was really impressive. She lived alone. I don't know if she had family or not.

I guess now that makes me the whiniest old bitch in the building. I will serve faithfully and proudly.

I have a new crochet project to start today. It's a blanket of stitches I don't currently know how to do. It's a Crochet Along. The author posts the first bit of the instruction. You do it and then in a week more is posted and you do that. The very first bit is Tunisian Entrelac Crochet. Looks like a checkerboard. I'm jazzed to get started.

But first, I need to get my Costco foods into the freezer/fridge. And the freezer needs a bit of an organization before I do that.