Pandemic Boot Spree

I was lucky enough to work from home during the pandemic.  For an introvert like me, this is a best-case scenario in a really, really bad situation.  And like most of us, my work at home attire changed drastically.  T-shirts in the warm weather, sweatshirts in the winter (yes, it does get chilly in Southern California) and slippers year-round. 

I work at a standing desk in the office and arranged a standing scheme here at home, too.  For years before I had an actual raised desk, I would stack reams of copy paper on my work surface to elevate my monitor and mouse.  It just feels more natural to me to stand.  Consequently, I wore flat shoes and Tom’s or Sketchers to stay comfortable.

Being home also allowed me to skip a nearly two hour commute.  I think we don’t always understand how unhealthy something is while we’re in the thick of it.  When I wasn’t doing that drive anymore, I felt so much better and realized that I’d gained quite a bit of weight over the four years I’d been making that daily journey.  The first year I stayed home, I lost 35 pounds.  I’ve plateaued a bit but I’m still slowly losing more.

I decided that one thing I wanted to add to my post-pandemic wardrobe was ankle boots.  I confess that when I’m heavy, I dress to cover up and disappear.  When I feel better body-wise, I have more fun with clothes and accessories.  

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Children and Young Adult Fiction Recommendations

In my last post, Gray Hair Does Not Equal Grandma, I mentioned reading middle grade and young adult novels.  Here a few of my favorites from the last few years.

The Silent Lee books by Alex Hiam

Photo from Alex Hiam’s Instagram

Middle grade books with a strong female lead and lots of action.  Silent lives in modern day Boston.  Every morning she leaves by the side door of her Aunt Gen’s house to attend The Girl’s Academy of Latin and Alchemy in the early 20th century.  Her two worlds collide in adventures that involve men in black, horse drawn carriages and giant bee girls.

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Gray Hair Does Not Equal Grandma

Does anyone out there like assumptions being made about them? 

Show of hands. 

None?

Me, either.

Since I liberated myself from hair color, assumptions have been coming out the wazoo. 

I’ve been asked if I have access to a computer/email, received senior discounts without actually asking for them and, the one that really kills me, the grandchildren.  I’ve been offered a deal to add our grandchildren to annual aquarium passes and asked if the Young Adult book I was buying was for my granddaughter.

We don’t have kids.  Hence, no grandkids.

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Virtual Traveling During Lockdown

Being an introvert, I haven’t missed people much during lockdown.  What I missed most was traveling.  The Husband and I, late blooming travelers, took some great trips in the last few years – city jaunts to Chicago, Houston and New Orleans, a train from LA to Seattle, a cruise to Alaska.  On deck had been a not yet booked trek to Liverpool and Normandy when the world screeched to a halt.  Heartsick, I watched this insidious virus spreading like wildfire over the earth.  For a while, I thought we might still get to go in fall 2020.  Then maybe spring 2021.  Now I’m praying spring 2022 ‘cause Gray Mare and The Husband ain’t getting any younger and we need to get this show, literally, on the road!

Biking through Budapest at night.
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Writing Recommencement

After a long writing hiatus, which included 15 years composing jewelry, I’m back to writing.  I created a little newspaper in second grade that won me a Kennedy half dollar.  I wrote poetry and music in my teens.  As a young adult I wrote some short stories, one that placed 33rd in a Writer’s Digest contest and one that won a Midwestern writer’s contest — go figure, I’m a New Englander living in California.   I made inroads on several novels that never came to fruition.  Then I took a jewelry class and went down that rabbit hole of adornment and art fairs.  I used my writing for my limited marketing and I even edited the newsletter of the bead society I joined.  Writing always lingered.  Then I lost my basic creativity and didn’t do anything for a while.  Sometimes in life, you stop and ask yourself what you loved and misplaced.  My Muse, Lucy, tapped me on the shoulder and cleared her throat.