Category Archives: Pandemic

$50 Sad

Posted on October 29, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

The thing about where I live is that on the longest day of the year, it will be light for about 17 hours. Even when the sun goes down, it doesn’t really go down. The flip side to that is … Continue reading →

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Fall Out

Posted on September 28, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

On Friday, as the gentleman caller and I were trying to organize the dog, the potato salad, blankets and 2 adults out the door for a social distanced birthday (also, here, meet the gentleman caller) event, my phone rang. I … Continue reading →

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Mid Point

Posted on September 24, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

It’s been a series of small snaps in the last few weeks. The frustration and expense of trying to print my school readings. I know, I know. There are apps to annotate things, but I like paper and notes in … Continue reading →

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Random Distribution

Posted on September 17, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I got official notice from my employer that they are hiring me back as of Monday. It’s still dicey – the work I’m doing only goes until December; which means that I could be unemployed again and will not have … Continue reading →

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Back To . . . .

Posted on September 3, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

The good thing about the pandemic is that I can take 2 courses this semester. Most of my courses are ‘asynchronous’, meaning that I have about an hour of remote learning that is time dependent, then the rest is done … Continue reading →

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speak gently

Posted on August 20, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

The anxiety started about a week ago. It was a bit unsurprising. When I was laid off, I was reasonably convinced I would start September with a job. That gave me the summer off, which I had savings for, and … Continue reading →

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Not Me

Posted on August 4, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I’ve been on a few dates with a guy. We’ll call him Mr. Ice Cream. (Yes, dating during a pandemic is weird.) He was at my house last night, eating dinner. In the corner of my dining room is a … Continue reading →

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The Smell of Memory

Posted on July 23, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I don’t know what it is for you. For me, the smell of truck exhaust brings me back to a horse stable. Summer is the smell of rain, but also the smell of hot rubber and newly mown grass. Discordant … Continue reading →

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Deal Gently

Posted on July 18, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

Humans, if you were wondering, share about 60% of their DNA with a banana. (This explains a great many interactions, I think). We are a bit more than 60% water. The cost to remake a human, using elements purchased on … Continue reading →

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But my Pants Still Fit

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Mrs. Spit

I have to go and get a Covid test today. This is partly because we are testing even the asymptomatic here in Alberta, and partly because on Fri-Sat I had a mildly stuffy nose and a sore throat and a … Continue reading →

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