flemmings | (no subject)

I had three dust pans. Three. Today I had none, including the one I used in the front garden on Saturday. Tore everything apart and found the other dustpan, the one I didn't use in the garden. That one is no longer in the garden or on the porch or anywhere.

I had three detective books from J's little free library on Sunday. I finished one yesterday. The second is in the bedroom. The third has vanished. I didn't take it upstairs. It isn't downstairs. It isn't.

Mask mandates end on Saturday for everything but old age homes. Not hospitals. I hope my N95s can protect me from the barefaced infected.