I know I’m not the only one who is finding that the days are all kind of blending together, causing me to lose track a bit. I just figured out that somehow I have overestimated how many days we have been in Extreme Social Distancing. Yeah, Thursday is “only” day 27 (and now 28), not day 31 as my previous post postulated. Heh heh, sorry about that.
Anyhow, years ago, Pastor Bob had a great sermon of the Fear Of Missing Out, which you can watch here, it’s great! No one wants to miss out on the cool stuff! Right now, we are missing out – we were supposed to go to a Lauren Daigle concert in Portland on the 27th. Postponed until August … on the same day we have tickets for a Leadership Conference. Yeah, no refunds on Brandi, so we will definitely miss out on one of those. We were supposed to go on a three week road trip to four National Parks on May 1, cancelled. Then all the small trips and adventures we always manage to find, gone, as we are sequestered in our home. Missing being able to go to church on Easter Sunday to worship; missing out on Easter dinner with Eric and Julie and family. Missing out.
Then there is the Fear Of Running Out … of toilet paper (TPA = toilet paper anxiety). Fear of running out of salmon, chicken, rice, vegetables, and other staples. When the online order at the grocery store comes back with 30% of the order not in stock, we feel FORO. We have taken easy and nearly instantaneous availability of anything our heart desires for granted, and it is a shock to the system when suddenly basics aren’t there for us. Then maybe we find an alternate source, or it comes back into stock. Better buy more, never know what happens next, better be prepared.
I like to say that I am not a fearful person. I get concerned about this and that, but fear has never been a significant player in my life. I will say that my levels of concern have grown to where I have taken out of character steps to ensure I will continue to not be a fearful person. I dislike having FOMO and FORO battling for a portion of my consciousness, so we intentionally try to start every day now with gratitude and thankfulness.
Anyhow, we decided to take Thursday off, once I finished my workout and we whipped the kitchen back into shape. It was forecast to be a beautiful day, and the warmest day of the year so far, maybe in the mid 60’s! We decided to pack a small picnic, and head up to another one of our favorite spots, Birch Bay State Park. Yeah, we know the state parks are closed, but a main road runs right through it, and along the beach, complete with picnic tables, so we packed up and headed out into the glorious sunshiny day.
We WERE a bit surprised to see the road that cuts through the park and ends up at the beach was gated off; no worries, we turned around, and drove to the community of Birch Bay, and from there to the beach front road. No surprise, many others had the same idea, and most of them appeared to be very social distance conscious. We drove all the way to the end of the park, found a vacant table that was reasonably isolated, and set ourselves up. Turned out to be quite a bit cooler than we anticipated, but we had a wide selection of outerwear in the car, so we dressed appropriately, and set ourselves down.
The view from here is fabulous; Birch Bay (Captain Vancouver had spent some time here on his exploration; his crew came ashore and gathered supplies so they could make birch beer!), the point of Semiahmoo to the north of us; beyond that we can see the Sentinels and Sleeping Lady behind Vancouver; to the west the beautiful peaks of Golden Ears and Mt. Robson (I think). Across from us is the Olympic Peninsula, a couple of the Gulf Islands, and Vancouver Island behind them. All in all, a spectacular setting. Even better, the breeze flowed onshore, guaranteeing that the exhalations of passing walkers was blown away from us, not towards us!
All good things must come to an end sometime, so we packed up and returned home. Terri’s turn to exercise; I got to connect with Gary and Linda, old friends from way back. He has a fun little story he’s going to share with me so I can share it with you! Always great to connect with others. Best of all, John and Lauren got us set up with a multiplayer version of Hearts online, and then we connected on Zoom so we could have a running commentary on the game as we played it. It didn’t go without a hitch – step away from the game for two minutes, and it kicks you out. But it was SO much fun! Want to play? Get a comment, message, text or call to me, and I will share the info on how to hook up with online Hearts.
Friday – or as Al Roker puts it FRIDAY!!! We have a vague idea of what transpired in the morning, but we were both stunned when we noticed that it was 12:00 already. We took a quick tour of the yard, making a list of flowers we’d like to see in our flower beds, then I phoned them into Andrea, a lovely lady at Skagit Valley Gardens. Explaining our situation, she wrote down our order, got all the plants we wanted that were in stock, and took our payment. Meantime, I actually accomplished something – I washed my car, wiped down the dashboard, washed the mats, and vacuumed the front seat area. Andrea called, letting us know our order was ready, so we headed out. When we arrived, she brought out the card, left it a comfortable distance away, I loaded it up, and we drove off. We can’t wait to get some plants in the ground to cheer us up even more as spring gets its mojo going.
Well, guess I’ve gotten a little “long winded” with this post. Congrats if you made it this far! I’m curious about YOUR story – what are you wrestling with in these uncommon times? Until next time, stay well.
P.S. Happy Easter! We’d love to have you join us as we celebrate this special day by livestreaming Cornwall Church at 7:00, 9:00 and 11:00 this Sunday!