It’s been a difficult week. I’ve been struggling to get 1,400 photos off my Samsung phone onto my Apple desktop or my laptop. My phone was nearly full, so I wasn’t able to take more photos and videos.
It’s nice to not have a president who spews hate and calls people names on Twitter every day. It’s also nice that he’s not sitting in the oval office signing harmful executive orders and causing other trouble.
Things have been tough lately. A good friend passed away, then we had the riot at the national Capitol on Jan. 6. Next, another friend passed away. So, Wednesday came and the Inauguration of Joe Biden went off without a hitch.
We all had hopes for 2020 being a better year. With a new president and vaccines to knock down the pandemic, things were looking positive. Then, last Wednesday, a group of Trump supporters stormed the national Capitol.
For many people, 2020 went on and on and on. For me, it sped by. I’m working on my book “Follow the Money: My Life as a Financial Journalist.”
It will be 2021 in a few days. Although cases of and deaths from covid-19 are spiking, vaccines are beginning to be distributed. Hopefully, by this time next year, the country will be returning to normal.
I’ve got my duck dinner ordered, unlike Thanksgiving when my late order was marginal, and I’ve send my Christmas cards. All I need to do is decorate my tree, and I’ll be ready for my home-alone Christmas.
As it has for months, the coronavirus affects my life daily. I mostly stay home, picking up groceries weekly. Today, I mailed my last package to my sister along with my holiday cards.
My Thanksgiving Day here by myself was very quiet. Instead of being in Madrid or Sacramento with one of my daughters, I was home alone. We talked via WhatsApp, which I enjoyed and appreciated.
The pandemic is really changing things for Thanksgiving this week. I gave up in March any idea of going to Madrid or Sacramento where my daughters live with their families for the holidays. My hope is we can visit next year.