Elva Stoelers

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A bullet dodged

May 20, 2020.Paw Prints.#Dogs

My little old dog gave me quite a fright yesterday, thankfully the day ended happily but I’m still rattled.  I made a promise back in the day that I would never let a pet of mine suffer – I thought I was going to have to make good on that promise.  I lucked out at the vet’s […]

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‘That’ Old Lady

May 15, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

I’ve spent too much time alone these past weeks, I’ve watched too much news and I am starting to take too many things far too seriously- my sense of humor has gone the way of freedom and fun.  The CoronaVirus is all anyone is talking about; the numbers, the death, the scramble for a vaccine; the […]

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(Anti) Social Media

May 8, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel – hope has arrived.  There is a rumor we are days away from the end of isolation, days closer to hugs, inches away from better days. ‘But’, the news said… not yet – not today.  It will be a long time before we get back to business […]

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Metamorphosis

May 2, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

Here in British Columbia we are in for two more weeks of emergency measures – code for fourteen more days of social distancing and self isolation.  Aloneness.  It’s been two months since I’ve kissed a grandchild or hugged my kids, two months since I’ve met a friend for lunch.  I’m not sure I will remember how to be […]

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I’m done of it…

April 28, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

There’s a point in the middle of just about any new regime; dieting, quitting drinking/smoking/procrastinating; that everything gets boring. The enthusiasm we may have felt at the onset of the quest has worn off, the results aren’t as exciting as we had hoped and we are ‘effing’ done of it. I think that’s the point […]

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Hitting the wall

April 25, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

I’ve become lethargic, maybe even lazy. A hamster in captivity has more gumption than I do these days – between napping inside its cardboard toilet paper tube and munching kibbles the hamster spends at least part of its day running on a squeaky wheel.  Aside from the squeaky wheel thing that hamster and I have a […]

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Some days it’s all too much

April 21, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

Something in the too early of this morning made me want to cry. I can’t put my finger on exactly what it was, I have a smorgasbord of heart aches to choose from; the state of the world, the terrible news from Nova Scotia, the uneven snore of the little old dog sleeping beside me […]

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Day ? of self isolation

April 19, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

It had to happen, something needed to be done – I’d been isolated for so long my hair had reached a point of unruly that all the goop in the world couldn’t plaster it into something presentable. When they dialed the world back to essential services only hair cutting didn’t make the cut – apparently […]

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A long day

April 16, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

I don’t know why some days feel so long; why the hours become too heavy for the minutes to drag.  Time never drags on a good day – good days never have enough hours. It’s the maudlin days, the insecure days, the ones that lean into worry that feel never-ending.  I’m having one of those days.  There is […]

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Scary Stuff

April 13, 2020.COVID diary.#covid19

I’ve been letting myself go – this pandemic hit me smack in the ‘who gives a shit’.   Until a couple of days ago I hadn’t worn makeup for weeks, I’d even started to forego washing my hair every morning, my eyebrows were starting to inch toward each other and the never-talked-about whiskers on my chin were […]

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