Things I would Enjoy

An organ concert. Just sitting in a church pew listening to the roars, rumbles and tweets of the organ. Prefer Bach, but Cesar Franck would work as well. So much music to enjoy. When was the last time I enjoyed such a musical event? It has been years. The American Guild of Organists would know where and when an organ recital was planned. Near me? Oh how I hope.

Wearing attractive clothing. Since the beginning of the Pandemic, all I worried about were shirts. Those without ties, as well! Pants? Hardly worth a mention. If it stretches, that’s the important thing. So sweatpants have been my uniform for nearly 3 years. Going out into public? Depends on the activity. Shopping or errands require no dress up. Sweats will work just fine. I see the ads for very nice things on the internet. I fancy some of them. But then I remember I have nowhere to wear such things. Comfort has won out again!

Hot apple pie. No ala anything. Just hot apple pie. Succulent. Tart. Sweet. Cinnamon-y. Flaky crust. Like mom used to make. Best thing. Ever.

Rump roast with pink inside. Mashed potatoes with beef gravy. Maybe some vegetables if plenty of butter is handy. Hot rolls and butter. Just that meal. Nothing more. And the time to consume it with every savory bite.

A ride in the country. Blue skies, moderate temps. AC not needed. Just fresh air flowing through the vents. Good music on the CD. Vistas as wide as Illinois and its rolling farmland. A tree far off on the horizon, in all its full shape. Standing alone and proud to be there. Yes, a ride in the country. With no never mind about $5 gas.

Music on the sound system. My sound system. Used in conjunction with surround sound for TV, the system has been relegated to a nothing role. Yet, alone, it is a masterpiece of components. My music on that system is glorious. Guess I will have to call the Geek Squad to get it functioning again. Don’t you just hate those cords, little plug-in things, labels that no longer can be read, and on your knees? Gasp!

Morning errands that are completed in the morning. Our daily routine has declined to noontime. That’s when Rocky is finally done with his startup duties and breakfast. Then it is naptime. By 2 pm we are ready for the errands. Not me. I’m ready at 8 am.

Yes, changes in life patterns make the above hoped for but not so realistic.

November 10, 2022

 

 

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