Pandemic Pondering

 I've done a lot of things this pandemic since the SIP started. 

I bought a springform pan with a bundt insert and tried to turn everything I cooked in to bundt form; banana bread, brownies, frittata, monkey bread, meatloaf-bundt. I saw an episode of Master Chef where they were making tarte tatin, and thought I'd try my hand at it. I tried it with puff pastry. I tried it with pie crust. I tried it with biscuit dough. I tried it with all kinds of fruit. Then I went back to my springform pan with the bundt insert and made cheesecakes, for a whole week. I've rewatched Lost, Buffy, Angel (I watched Buffy and Angel in order of airplay), Hawaii Five-0, all the Harry Potters, all the Godfathers, every Gordon Ramsay series, All the Star Wars (twice, both in order of release date and in order of episode number), all of Finding Bigfoot (a few times), House, Phinneas and Ferb, and a lot of more things that I can't remember now, but you get the point.  I gained back half of the weight I lost a few years ago. That sucks. I started running again, got a few months into it and the arthritis kicked in full force. I got to the point where I couldn't climb stairs without doing them one at a time. I turned 50. I had a few Old People medical problems that I had to get fixed. All this while making sure the kids were taken care of, fed, exercised, inspired, signed in at their online school, remembering to keep them bathed, making dinner every night; all that stuff.  I got to see and spend some quality time a few times with Captain Awesome. Each time I am reminded of how much I love him and how difficult being apart is/was.   I didn't dedicate as much time to Hula, which I regret. I think the stillness it brings me would have really helped me through all this. At the times when my body felt its worst, hula would have at least given me some peace, or at least a break. I did start regularly attending Hula Meditation class. It's slowly bringing me back to full aloha-strength. I lost my job 3 months into the SIP, and have been looking for a job since. It's been a bit of a struggle. We have what we need, and augment it with a food bag from the food bank every week or so. I am thankful that the Biden Bucks supplement my unemployment payments. I was able to complete a certificate from Cornell, and am currently working on a second.  My oldest graduated from college. I got to see some sisters and my parents. Yes, these are sucky times, but there are good things happening as well.

My circumstances are pretty much the same as a lot of us; a few details change here and there among us, but this year's been weird, hard and not a lot of fun for most of us. I am looking forward to life and times steadily improving as we all get vaccinated and keep wearing our masks for just a little bit longer. 

Anyhow there were two bandwagons I did not jump on. I did not watch Tiger King and I did not clean out every single closet, nook, cranny, box, and suitcase.  Until now. I started cleaning out, reducing, shredding, throwing away, reorganizing, etc.  I like throwing stuff away, and I have a whole lotta junk to do it with. Lucky me.

I was cleaning off my dresser, going through my jewelry box and I found this ring; the one in the middle. My Godmother gave it to me. We were at a family event at my sister's house in 2007. She said she was going through her jewelry and found something she wanted to give me. I asked her if she was sure about that. Wouldn't she want her kids to have her jewelry? She threw her head back and let out a loud long laugh. "No, you're fine," she said. "My kids are getting the good stuff."

Step It Up - An Open Letter to Bob's (Sketchers)

Dear Bob's Slippers,

When I was a kid, one of the "big ticket" items we'd get in our stockings at Christmas was Totes Socks. I loved getting them. I loved the non-stick bumpy bits at the bottom, preferring a speedbump or zigzag pattern over a Botts Dots one. As much as I loved receiving them, I only loved wearing them once or twice. After that, the original comfy cushion and fuzz is dulled, and all the socks do is make my feet hot. Sure I'd bring them out and wear them on cold nights, but when I woke up in the morning, I was no longer wearing them. I would take them off in my sleep and forget about them, only to rediscover them when I changed my sheets and saw a week's worth of mismatched socks and totes under the sheets.  It still holds true to today; I go to bed with socks on, take them off in my sleep, then wake up barefoot, none the wiser until I change my sheets and find half a dozen mismatched socks.

Not unlike this Earth over the last billion years (give or take), I am not above evolving. This pandemic has changed me. No, I haven't spent all my money on Totes, but I have been spending time with its cousin, the slipper. My thinking and my experiences changed when I embraced the slipper. Because of the slipper, I no longer have errant socks milling about at the foot of my bed under the covers. 

It started a few Christmases ago. Captain Awesome wanted a pair of slippers. I got him some but they sent the wrong size. In my laziness to return them, I decided I would like to keep them and wear them. And wear them I did, into the ground. I wore them so much they turned into but a shell of what a slipper should be. They lasted almost 2 years. 

When they wore out, I bought a pair at Walgreens. They were awesome the first time I wore them, but after about a week of wear, they were no longer comfortable. The squishy had gone away and the fuzzy became scratchy. 

I gave up slipper wearing and went back to my former sock-wearing behavior. 

Then the SIP order came. 

I dug out my failed Christmas gift slippers, quickly realized I should have just thrown them away (so I did). I got out my Walgreens slippers, wore them for a day and realized they weren't going to cut it. I went to Amazon and found some Bob's Slippers by Sketchers. I thought hey, I have Bob's shoes that I bought at Costco on a whim, and they turned out to be really comfy shoes, why don't I give their slippers a try?

Try I did. They were awesome. They stayed awesome from March until this week. This week they officially turned to the uncomfy and on the crunchy side. I have to admit, I did throw them through the wash once a few months ago. Captain Awesome and I were house-sitting for some friends. Knowing I would want to wear slippers at their house, I threw my trusty Bob slippers in the washer and dryer so I could wear "fresh" slippers at their place and not track in any germs from my house or outside. They came out a little shrunken, but stretched out easy enough after a few hours of wear. 

With this pandemic and everyone needing to stay home more, my guess is that slipper wearing is on the rise. And with all that slipper wearing, there is the accelerated slipper wearing-out-ing. Our need for slippers is exceeding the life of the slipper. 

Oh Bob's, comfy slipper maker extraordinaire, slippers aren't just for after work anymore, they are for work. America's slipper needs are changing. We need a more durable slipper. Please help. 

Thank you,

Andrea

P.S. I am not a crackpot