Life Suddenly Turns to Shit; I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm; Possible Abandonment of Left Knee Replacement; High Resource Code; Impediment Defined; Photos From Vancouver

I went out of my apartment for the first time in eight days and faced a most confusing world. Personal Driver appears as the Masked Marvel and apparently one has to be wearing a mask under some edict and if not you face a stiff fine. Well, that is fine and good, but where in hell can you get a mask. There are none to be had and even if there are ones to be purchased one has to have a mask to enter the store to buy one. There is no science to prove that face masks do anything for people without the disease- merely collects droplets.

Personal Driver and I were able to buy groceries, took them home, I found a scarf which allowed entry into the bank – and just in case, the doctor’s office. Then back to San Francisco and my trusty apartment. But I could not find my phone – it was nowhere to be found. I went to bed, woke up in the morning and when brilliant and resourceful, I summed help which was forthcoming. Used find my phone, found it to be in El Cerrito which is where Personal Driver lives. However, I cannot call him because I have no phone am on house arrest. Oh well, what the hell. Someone is calling him for me – someone I could message and I left a message on the phone. Then something is wrong with my main computer – of course the Apple Store is closed and I have no phone to call.

So things seem to be getting worse instead of better, well for everyone else and the general panic that is prevailing. I am calm, Personal Driver is fine, helpful and supportive and Wise Man is working, hence it was possible to see him and learn new things about me and the world. I learned about dreams and how they work based on studies done at the Sleep Clinic at Stanford and I practiced some techniques last night which brought down the anxiety levels I was feeling as a result of the missing phone.

I have a very high Resource Code – very high- double the average People with high Resource Codes in situations of survival and in success. They just do not survive in survival situations, they thrive. I am made for this pandemic I said merrily and laughed. Well loosing one’s phone is not an example of thriving.

I am rethinking my left knee replacement surgery scheduled for May 15, 2020 as there is one place you do NOT want to be – it is in a hospital. Hot beds of infection – this confirmed by a medical expert. My left knee is not hurting – well mostly because I spend most of my time in bed – in bed writing, but in bed. I can weather the storm The words to that song are rather darling;
The snow is snowing and the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
For I’ve got my love to keep me warm
I can’t remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
Oh, what do I care if icicles form?
Oh, I’ve got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I’m burning with love!
My heart’s on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I’ve got my love to keep me warm
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I’ve got my love to keep me warm

You can hear Frank Sinatra sing this if you click on this link
It is not exactly appropriate as the weather in San Francisco is very balmy and I do not exactly have a love to keep me warm but do not forget the offer received two days ago – that I be a Sugar Mama to a 37 year old man who definitely appreciates me with the full knowledge of my age, rank and serial number. It is pleasant to feel loved by someone who sees you for who you are, and appreciates your finest qualities. There are no impediments, it would not have to be clandestine. Not any hindrances, obstructions, obstacles barriers, bars, blocks, curbs, restrictions, limitations;, snags, hurdles, stumbling blocks; informal flies in the ointment.

Another man, of the same age, is also attempting to resume contact, but with him there would be obstacles, hindrances, stumbling blocks and flies in the ointment. But this is no time to start a relationship, I guess it is resume in both cases.

Today I have two choices, either remain in quarantine today and for another week, or to go through my scarves and find ways to look like a stylish Masked Marvel. I had my smashing scarf placed upon my face, the one a princess from the Royal House of Dubai draped around my head in London. I said to a woman gaining entrance to the bank clad in a rather ugly and ordinary face mask.
Me: My face mask is prettier than yours.
She: Stunned silence.

The photos are of Vancouver days. I was sitting in first class on the flight from London going to live in Vancouver. A Japanese woman in an adjoining seat was folding and folding and folding – she was practicing origami. She presented this box – the paper is the London Tube. Such a precious gift, it is always with me. The other is a post card from my room at the Trump – it sums up my life. Hahahaha

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