Jerry CGI+

The wool fedora was scheduled to arrive today, but it’s been sitting in Fort Worth for the last 12 hours. So much for a delivery today. I ordered a couple of wool caps that look like my old standard. I’m hopeful that they will be the same, as I’d love to have a rotation.

The alpaca blanket arrived yesterday. I love it, thick, warm, from fully wrapped toes to well tucked shoulders. It’s the perfect blanket, properly regulating warmth. It will get me through the winter, no problems. Myka enjoys it too.

I finished off the TRD surrogate (jambalaya and casserole), and they have been replaced by cheese risotto and tuna mac, which used up the last of the milk, to the drop. But neither will be a race to finish, which is a good thing, as I’m not exactly what would be termed ‘hungry’. Add brats and four turkey leg/bacon/provolone sandwiches to fill them out, with steamed veggies. I’ll get to the freezer soon enough.

Things are pretty slow. Then again, there is little reason for things to be otherwise. Cooking and dishes, tending to Myka, not much needs doing. Letting the stream of consciousness flow where it will go seems to consume the bulk of the wakeful day. Staying home, avoiding the virus.

My left hand is falling well behind my right hand on bones. It’s rather discouraging to not be able to mirror what I can do with my right hand. The muscles poop out far too quickly. It is definitely an uphill battle to get beyond the basic 4/4 rhythms. But I’m still working on it.