Lost day

AKA – more time spent on public transport than anything else….

Normally, when I have an appointment at the SFVA, since the pandemic, I have just taken to driving over extremely early, sitting in the car and knitting, then appointments, then driving home. Mostly I attempt to keep everything on Wednesdays which just happens to also be the day of their Farmer’s Market.

Today? Meh – George had to be in Los Altos around noon. There was no way I could guarantee that I would be back in time. Since I can get to the VA on public transportation, he got the car for his trip.  So off I went with a ride to North Berkeley, BART to Powell Street, 3 blocks up to Geary, Muni’s 38 which just happens to end at the VA.

My appointment went fine but skipped the market as it appeared that the 38 was about ready to leave on the return trip to downtown SF.  Off at Powell, down the hill to BART. Redline to downtown Berkeley and off to the ACTransit stop for the 65. The bus stop was now a block further along Oxford than I remembered.  Looking at the schedule at the old stop, I thought I had another 30 minutes to wait, then spied the bus a block behind me.  The driver actually waited for me at the new stop.  Up the hill, turn on to Euclid and get dropped off less than a block from the house.

Aren’t you tired just reading this? I was exhausted by the time I got home at 1230. Went to take a nap. Got up, looked at the clock. Am headed back to bed. No knitting, stitching, crochet, or sewing was accomplished today….

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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