happily uneventful

I'm bored. 

And I can't write about being bored as that would be, well, boring.

Lately, aside from walking, my days pretty much consist of:

• Watching (and loving) Schitt's Creek. 
• Reading (just finished Leave The World Behind by R. Alam, a bleak, literary thriller).  
• Following the confirmation hearings of Amy Coney Barrett.
• Playing online Canasta with friends.
• Buying food.

So I'll write instead about three recent non-events.

On Sunday, I again visit Metropolitan Hospital for a COVID test. 

I am doing this in anticipation of a visit from my son. Like before, this hospital is well-organized and clean. There are only four people before me, and the line goes fast. 

24 hours later I get my results. Negative. I am not surprised but I am comforted.

Then Monday, I have my scheduled mammogram and sonogram. It's been a little over a year. I am nervous, as always.

After the sonogram, the doctor comes in and says with a big smile, "Okay, you can go home now." I want to hug her, despite having hugged no one in months. 

And then today, I visit my dentist, where I am long overdue. I hate going to the dentist as much as I hate going to the gynecologist, maybe more. I get a cleaning, have a few x-rays, and am relieved when I hear (through my nitrous-induced high) my dentist tell me that all is good.

And so while nothing much has happened since I last posted, I am grateful for that nothingness.