I flagrantly disobeyed one this morning, and I can hear my mother's words very clearly: "Don't go outside with wet hair, or you'll catch pneumonia and die".
I tried to take Rocky for a walk this morning and he wouldn't listen to a thing I said, so I brought him back in. I decided to take a shower and wash my hair. If we don't beat this virus pretty soon and get back to normal, my hair is going to be so long you can call me Rapunzel!
I felt sorry for Rocky, so I dried my hair for a few minutes and then took him out again, with damp hair. There is just enough of a chilly breeze that it made me feel cold with my damp hair. We didn't stay out for very long because he hadn't learned a thing and still wouldn't listen. I'll try again this afternoon when my hair is dry and hopefully the air is a bit warmer. It's a beautiful sunny day here, so I shouldn't complain, and who knows what kind of heat summer will bring this year.
I think my awful reaction to the 2nd covid vaccine is just about over with. I can't imagine why I had such a negative reaction, when the first shot didn't bother me at all.
I have seeds ready to plant for 4 varieties of tomatoes plus green and yellow squash. Those two veggies are all I ever plant, and most of them never make it into the house as I eat them right there in the garden. I love the squash and give Jeannie most of the tomatoes. I gave it a lot of thought this year because my heart isn't really in it. I have had a positive attitude for most of my life, even through adversity. But this past year of almost complete isolation has done something to me that I can't understand myself, much less explain what it is. Some of you will know what I am talking about, and those of you who have a partner won't have much of an idea. I guess a lot depends on which part of the country you live in, but I take this whole thing seriously and am determined to not catch covid. So I stay in isolation and except for when Jeannie or Steve come by, I don't ever see or talk to another human being most of the time. It's a sad state of affairs, especially in one's "golden years"! I have had a wonderful and mostly happy life, and I hate to see the latter part of it come to this disaster.
I finally got Rocky out for a decent walk, but the wind was blowing strongly enough that I was uncomfortable and cut the walk short wonder if I will ever get some of my energy back. I sure hope I do so I can face all the problems that keep popping up.