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I’ll be home for Christmas

…and I hope you will be too! We are trying hard to keep away from this virus which has filled our hospitals to near capacity, ended too many lives, and wrecked so many more. We are so fortunate in that we don’t have to worry about where our next meal is coming from or whether we’ll be evicted for non-payment of rent.

I’ve been kinda blah. I guess it’s depression rearing its ugly wintertime head. I’ve decided to up my anti-depressant.

The TV cabinet is glorious. I have good storage for my puzzles and games. We have even played some games! And I’ve put together a few puzzles, some of which have eluded me till now. The TV now swivels brilliantly from being visible in the TV room to being visible from the kitchen/dining areas. Yeah, I know. Still no pictures.

And I’m still searching my soul for relevance. I know that I’m an unlit fuse just ready to be fired up so I can serve a great purpose. Well, ok, that was a bit dramatic.

Jack had his pacemaker replaced on Monday. It served him well for 8 years, and this one should last as long.

The RV is doing OK, though it’s still in the shop. It’s being painted now, so… I am thinking that it’s getting close to being in our custody once more.

“They” — the health officials in Arizona — are saying “spring” for us to have our vaccines for Covid. And then we have to have 2 of them, 3 weeks apart.

We had hoped for a get-away date around mid-April, but we will await our vaccinations before we travel out of the state. Even then, I’m thinking that we’ll still be observing all the same rules about masking and distancing. Sooo, we may be mailing you that graduation gift, Matthew.