0 – number of times I’ve wished that my sister was still alive since she died two years ago
0 – number of years I’ve seen Crystal Lake frozen before
1 – number of people I know (within two degrees) who have died of Covid; number of friends declining the vaccine
1 – number of memorial services that should have taken place in our family and didn’t
1 – number of neighbors out Saturday morning without a mask (a bearded 20 – something wearing a Patriot’s hat, JOGGING)
1 – bed sized quilt finished this year
1 – number of quilts lost en route to Australia
1 – number of identical answers in NYTimes and Boston Globe crossword puzzles today. (This morning: heft. This happens with a freaky frequency).
2 – number of chairs on the curb Saturday morning; number of auto-immune disorders I have that don’t bump me up in the vaccine queue
2 – number of poll working gigs I’ve turned down since March 2020
2 – number of personal international trips cancelled since this time last year; number of African American Museums donated to
3 – number of nightmares where I don’t have a mask; there’s also been a spate of wedding dreams lately
4 – number of masks lost en route to California
5 – number of haircuts I’ve given my husband
5 – minimum number of times I’ve asked, “what does 50% more contagious even mean?”
6 – number of phone calls with my brother since he got back to LA
7 – number of people I know who’ve had Covid
7 – number of vaccinated family members
8 – number of trips to a grocery store in a year
12 – Flickr albums left to download before I stop paying pro fee
19 – number of hours fasted between dinner and today’s lunch
A few dozen – the number of times I’ve missed my sister since March 2019
At least 20 — number of times I have cursed WordPress’s block editor OUTLOUD (ask my husband)
40 – number of minutes walked Saturday morning before one hip really hurt
43 – number of years I’ve had hip pain
89 – number of masks I made since March 2020 – three sold and the rest given away (or kept) (or lost in the mail)
200 to 800 – number of phone photos I aim to delete every week
1,000 – number of photos Flickr will allow without a pro fee
4,000+ – number of photos on my Flickr feed
8,000 – the number of steps when my Fitbit offers a vibrating graphic congratulations
10,000+ – number of pictures on my phone
Number of friends who have been vaccinated? All of them? Well, not Rieko, Barbara, Barbara, or Jane. BUT EVERYONE ELSE
Number of times something I ordered from Amazon arrived and I had no fucking idea what was in the box — I’m not telling you!
Number of times in the last year I’ve crowed while serving a plate of food to husband that it was restaurant fare — I’m not telling you that either!
Number of times when I crowed that I was serving restaurant grade food and it WAS restaurant grade? ALL OF THEM (and you thought I was a creature marked solely by self-doubt!)
I also refuse to disclose how many uninspired duds were served up!
Lastly, a contest on walk yesterday: $2.5MM – my guess for sale price of house near lake (above); K’s guess – $3.1MM; listing price – $2.95MM. He wins! note: there is a house between this house and the lake and the road is fairly busy
Enjoy your Sunday. I’m curious what some of your Covid-specific numbers are. Do you know anyone who has died? How many people do you know have had it? Have you?