Just checking in

Hotel room view of snow on the mountains. 

It has been a long time since I posted anything here. The past several months have been filled with the crazy that is our life. We have moved three times, all while I have been suffering the effects of long covid. Just as we were packing up for our first recent move in January, I came down with covid for the third time. The first two bouts of this virus were before vaccines became available, Spring 2020 for several months, then March 2021 for a month. This third time I was fully vaxed. The actually sickness lasted a week or so. The effects of long version virus is still keeping me down. Exhaustion I just can't shake and the brain fogginess are the worst part.  I am just so tired of being tired. Blah.

Driving through snow to baby's birthday party.

Being stuck in the crazy SoCal weather ever since we moved back from the Bay Area, the snow and rain just won't let go. While we have had moments of snow covered mountains since we moved out to California 12 years ago, most snow scenes lasted just a day or so, as the Cali warmth would melt it away. Beginning last autumn, we have had snow on our mountains constantly for eightish months. Even now, the first week of June there remains the lasts bit of the cold wet snow clinging to the deep crevices thousands of feet above us.

On the day of my youngest grandbaby's first birthday, the wet whiteness fell for well over an hour. Wet goopy flakes felt just as cold as snowstorms from our Minnesota memories. Even now, days away from the beginning of summer, we are twenty plus degrees cooler daily than those Minnesota folks are enjoying. 

Between moving from the apartment we moved into in late 2021 to where we live now, we played vagabonds, living with my daughter, son in law and grandbabies for a few weeks. Then several more week in the local extended stay hotel while waiting for the new apartment to open up. Having spent 18 months being hotel bound, we didn't think it would be hard to stay in one again. Sadly, the quality of this last hotel was bad. Between vomit and dog doo doo left for days in the hallways, to literal AR15 live shells dropped right outside our hotel room door, it was not a good experience. 

Finally, we moved into our new home. Because this is the way things have been going lately, moving came came with pounding, pouring rain. Cold, wet and four inches deep right in front of our door. MN son and daughter in law, touring with work through the southwest, stopped by for the second visit in under a month to help us move in. 

First day moving in moments.

Now, after two months in our new place, we are all moved in and life is settling back into a pattern of normal. Having hoped that with a 'normal' lifestyle returning my brain would settle back to normal, as well, I am frustrated living with this strange fog brain. Still, we have been busy building storage shelves in the garage and creating a patio garden filled with flowers instead of weeds. Just writing this update shows that I am improving, at least a bit. Flowers and sunshine, what more could we want?

Springtime in the garden.