When the Spanish Flu hit in 1918, worldwide, I doubt that most homes in America or anywhere else, even had telephones. Now, with most of us staying at home all day, we have landlines, smart phones, texting, Facebook, FaceTime, email, TV, podcasts, YouTube, the internet and so many ways to communicate, . So, I am using email.
Now, all three of my Thursday classes have been cancelled: Rabbi Wolpe, Rabbi Lebovitz, and UCLA-MARC Meditation. I loved these Thursdays, full of stimulation and calm and walking and riding the buses. Shout out to my friend Blanche Moss, who is the one who told me, years ago, about both Wolpe’s Torah study and UCLA meditation. What will I do with myself this Thursday? Write this email!!
Ashley says we should not have our cleaning lady, Alma, come for a while. So, unless things change, we will just send her a check on her regular days, and do some basic cleaning ourselves. Our place, fortunately, is not that big.
Although it might be better if it was bigger. Nadine and I each need to be able to escape from the other from time to time.
Matt’s ex-wife, Ki, has tested positive for coronavirus. Since the girls are going back and forth, shared custody, Matt got tested yesterday. Results in a few days.
Learning how to use Whole Foods on-line ordering and home delivery. Yesterday we generated our first order, and then found out (last screen) that there were NO scheduled delivery times available for us to choose, for the next three days. Thanks to Phil, he told us to try to schedule the order just after midnight, when the schedule opens up for the next day. Waking up in the middle of the night is routine for me (I won’t say more about that), so at about 1AM this morning, I went onto the WF website, and found an open delivery slot for Saturday from 9 to 11AM. In that order we will get about 1/2 of the items we wanted; the others are “out of stock at this time”.
Ordered some TP on Amazon. It’s coming in early April.
And when did we start calling it “shelter-in-place”? Why can’t they just say “stay in your homes”? Why do we want to invent new techie phrases when the ones we already have would do just fine. The first time I remember hearing “shelter-in-place” was during disaster drills at Rocketdyne about 20 years ago.
Last week, our meditation teacher read part of this poem “Wash Your Hands”. Since we are doing this so much, we can use the exercise as a short meditation. Marilyn Grant found it on the web and sent it to me.
Be well. Wash your hands. Keep your physical distance. Love one another.
Coleman
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