Monday blahs -- a day later

It's Tuesday.  I've said one point of this blog is to remind us of the days.  Tuesday.

Funniest story oWilf yesterday (and many days, probably): we are sitting before the TV last evening, just having a chat, and my wife said that her colleague had told them all that they had postponed their canoeing trip from this past weekend to next weekend due to weather.  "At our meeting yesterday morning..."

Of course, yesterday morning was Sunday, so...I pointed this out and she said "well, it really WAS a long day."  No kidding!

In the never-ending, or rather hopefully soon-ending, saga, I spent two hours on "chat" with Orbitz, trying to get a resolution to next month's plane trip to London.  I found out the flight was actually cancelled, which I think changes my rights.  But I never got a resolution: after typing "I'm looking into rules, I'll be back to you" an hour later the session was closed without warning!  I will call back today.

I also got a phone call from the Royal Shakespeare Company, wanting to know about my tickets for next week.  I was on with Orbitz, so they are calling back today. 

Talk about bummers.

and I looked at London weather and it was great for the weekend plus we were supposed to be there (starting yesterday for this trip).

It's getting harder to distinguish day and get the motivation to move on.

College semesters are over.  So, what do we do to have shape to our lives?

I don't have an answer.  Horse racing might help, with Will Rogers in Oklahoma running on Monday and Tuesday.  But WRD is infamously hard to handicap: yesterday's two Pick 5's (if you don't know, I ain't explainin' here) started with a 6:1 shot winning, then a 35:1 shot winning.  I don't count on winning Pick 5's -- the odds are astronomical -- but a big part of playing them is the hope of winning -- you win a race and you begin to wonder what might happen.  Friday I got the first four right at Gulfstream and was in line for a $500 payout (on a series of .50 bets) if one horse came through -- it didn't.  Badly.  But there was that hope.  Losing the opening race to longshots (yes, 6:1 isn't one of the favorites in a race) destroys that.

There are things to do. The trim in the living room still needs painting from two months ago.  There are things outside to do, if the weather holds.  There might even be golf, again dependent on weather.

But there needs to be something to distinguish our days and give us something to look forward to.

Which leads us to this: the headline in the local paper yesterday was "County Commissioners May Defy Shutdown."  I think, having read the story, the headline is a misnomer, but still...one of the commissioners is interviewed and he talks about reopening as of Friday.  But he says they are going to talk about it and the consequences.

I don't understand this drive to reopen with the pandemic at our door.  My county hasn't had a lot of cases, but it hasn't checked any of the boxes the governor (or the feds) have set for reopening -- like 2 weeks of fewer new cases.  Nope, not any of these.

So, why are they wanting to violate the law and put a lot of businesses at risk -- the governor pointed out yesterday morning that they would be liable if something happened (like someone got the virus) and their licenses and certificates would be in jeopardy if they violated the governor's order?

I know a lot of people don't have enough money.  But I'm going to repeat this (maybe a lot): you aren't going to have anywhere near pre-covid customers if you reopen now, with no vaccine, with the wave still near its peak.  We aren't all clamoring to go eat in restaurant, get our hair cut, get our new tattoo, go to the movies (all examples often cited). 

I may not know what day it is, but I know that. 

Happy Monday...errrr...Tuesday.