No Bowling Tonight or The Housebound Saga Day 3

Usually this evening Peter and I have our social activity for the week by bowling in a league at our local bowling alley. We have been doing this longer than Caroline has been alive. It is our one social constant in our lives. The people there have known us for years and watched Caroline grow up. We bowl with another couple and have fun talking about all kinds of topics with them. Then there are the friends we have made over the years that we see at the bowling alley.

But this evening the lanes are dark and the alley is closed so we are at a bit of loose ends.

And there is the question of how the rest of the league will play out as the number of days this may go on expands and contracts within hours.

My fingernails are short and have been most of my life. Until I was in my mid-twenties, it was because I chewed my nails incessantly. After that being in theater made it smart to keep them short. From that came a habit of keeping them short.

Part of this I think stems from my mother always have short nails and no nail polish. She explained to me at a very early age, when I asked why she didn’t have long nails, she told me because she was a nurse, she needed to keep her nails short so nothing could get under them and possibly harm a patient. Nail polish was out too for the same reason.

So I have short unpolished nails that get cut once they grown above my fingertip.

Does make handwashing easier which is something else I learned from my mother as to the proper way to get one’s hands thoroughly clean.

Today I am looking at making bread and soup, cleaning the cat boxes, finishing up a puppet, taking a walk with Caroline, and getting some writing done.

Peter is working on his novel and a few other writing assignments.

Caroline is doing school work, finishing an essay, taking a walk with me. and drawing.

Tomorrow is her third driving lesson.

I am grateful for a beautiful sunny day with a pleasant temperature.