I feel the same. I am ordinarily a homebody and there is never an end of things to do in the house and yard but I am not feeling very alright at all. My husband is older than I am, and it feels like internment for two. He has family in New York, and watches the news incessantly. So far, one person in his family has gotten Covid, but is young and appears to have made it through ok. Also, I can't stand to see that idiot Trump's face every time I pass through the living room on the T.V. news. The political insanity is depressing me as much as the pandemic. Let's not even talk about the healthcare crisis, that was a crisis before the pandemic. I miss seeing my adult children, and love them with all my heart but it is plain to see that during the Covid nightmare, I am the only one calling and texting them; they have barely bothered to respond to any of my attempts to see how they are doing and definitely haven't made any effort to call me and their Stepdad to see how we are. It feels like a terribly lonely, mixed up insane world right now in every area of my life. But I am situated so well compared to most, I feel guilty complaining about anything at all. I am gardening and bought some quail to raise, which are very cute! I am reading good books, eating well, chatting with the neighbors over the fence and trying to do the right things but I still feel a sense of deep despair about things being better any time soon. Thanks for letting me rant a bit, I enjoy everyone's posts and wish you all a Happy Easter Sunday. Despite everything, it is still a beautiful spring day here!
Good Morning Sunday 17th May 2026



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