free, I'm free, out of quarantine, free free free!...and a new STROLLER!!!

 It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, too!

...frost on the watering can...

The blue skies:  yes!!!

The new stroller:  if you know me at all, it's no surprise that I bought a stroller yesterday.  I have a slight mental illness concerning strollers, a wee addiction.   If I were to list all the strollers I have owned, it would probably hover around 50, but jeepers, not all at the same time!  THAT would be crazy!  I gave them away, sold them, mostly gave them away.  

So Margaret has two little boys, and is moving into a house in a nice neighborhood, right near the river, near the lake, near a playground, near a park...so she was thinking it's time for a double stroller.  I started looking, for her, on Marketplace, and yesterday, wow, a nice appeared, so I messaged Natasha, who agreed to take $125 for this beauty:

It is a beast.  It's heavy and bulky, but oh dear, it pushes like magic.  Natasha said she could put a 3 year old and a 5 year old in it, and push with one hand while drinking her coffee.  She sold it with a car seat adapter, and a really nice rain cover.  It's all-terrain, it'll go over grass, gravel, bumpy sidewalks.  I wouldn't want to fold it up and bring it everywhere, but a trip to the zoo, it would be nice.  Wulf mostly walks, but little boys get tired.

It's the cleanest used stroller I've ever bought.  I took the seat covers off and washed them, and wiped everything else down, but it's so clean and well taken care of.   

They cost over $700, close to $800 new, this one is seven years old, but you can't tell.  

It was a good day to be out of quarantine!

Today, the little girls are at school, in person, real school.  Miss Sonja is doing classes online today, and Paul is again working from home.  He is a bit crushed about how tired he still is, hopes he sometime gets back to normal, but he's also very thankful that he is on the mend.  It's probably like the after effects of a bad migraine, you're jubilant that the wickedness of the intense pain has lessened, but you also feel like garbage because they take so much out of you, and that lingering little throbbing takes so long to go away.

My agenda today is to go bye bye, just because I can.  I do actually have a few errands, but still.  I can.  I won't lie, I've been a few places.  It's overkill that you have to stay in for TEN DAYS after the person who was positive gets the green light to go back into society.   We all mask and social distance anyway...

There's not much else going on.  I did lift my weights and do some push-ups yesterday, I'm in horrible shape.  I have just been so blah about it all.  But I won't give up.  It's apparent that waiting 'til I feel like it won't work, because I'm never going to feel like it.   If there were a Sit in Your Chair competition, I'd get first prize, the gold medal.  Relax and Put Your Feet Up, I'd get the grand prize.  I can lie in bed and read, lounge on the deck, and am an expert at sitting at the kitchen table while I cut up the veggies.  My feet are tired, and I like to give them a break.  But I'm not getting any younger, so I had better start to move it before I lose it, right?

Anyway...off I go...things to do, places to go!