I’ve been busy with my house painting and thought it was time I checked in with everyone. We’re about half-way through our painting endeavor. We’re pretty exhausted at this point. The good thing is that we’ve kept our ourselves busy while playing 60s, 70s, and 80s hits on Pandora Radio to make our work go quicker.
I’m staying up on the virus news, but as an Empath, I have to distance myself to keep my sanity. My husband and I engage in a quiet lifestyle, similar to quarantine already, so this has not been too drastic for us.
Padre, from Padre’s Ramblings, furnished this week’s photo prompt image. He sent to this to me a few weeks ago. Who knew the state of our world would deteriorate so quickly? Padre’s image stirred our emotions and our creativity. I’ve enjoyed reading your poetry.
Me? I had to find some humor in the situation. When I looked at the photo of all the wine bottles adorning the walls in the restaurant, I could only think of one thing… what if we ran out of wine?
The HECK with toilet paper, although that is nice to have too.
When I served in the Air Force (many years ago) we used to joke about alcohol abuse, and not the kind you’re thinking of. One never accidentally spilled a drink because that was a waste of a good beer! Look for the humor, I always say.
fear of running out of wine
a public crisis
©2020 Colleen M. Chesebro
So, even though we have to practice social-distancing, let me take this opportunity to raise my glass to you in a salute of solidarity! Let us not run out of wine.