What is it with me and missed blog posts these days? It is most embarrassing. I’m on furlough, for heaven’s sake; what else do I have to do but write blog posts? In my defense, we are all on quarantine, rendering many Mohawk Valley Adventures impossible. In my prosecution (I truly cannot think of a good opposite for “in my defense” and would welcome suggestions), do I not have a vivid imagination? Should I not be able to think of things?
That inner dialogue could go on all day.
I am afraid I am not making good use of my time at home. There, I have admitted it. It is a source of some mortification to me. Additionally, I am afraid I have written about that in this space before. Can I think of anything new to say? Maybe I could just add a picture to pep things up.
Here is a sight I see a lot these days. It is the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal. I have been running and walking most days. That is one thing I can feel pleased with myself about, although one could argue that I am not running as far nor as fast as might be expected. I think I will not indulge in another self argument.
To further cheer myself up, I will remind myself of things I will be able to do again someday. Meeples Mug House in Little Falls, NY, a board game cafe, was one of the first businesses to responsibly close for the pandemic. It is one of the first places I want to go when quarantine is lifted.
So we have an apology, a self argument, a couple of pictures, and a plug for a local business. I’ll call that good enough for a late Tired Tuesday post.