Octoberness

October in San Francisco: it seems like we’re getting past the days of bad quality air days. The Glass Fire is about 70-75% contained. Covid restrictions continue in the city but things are beginning to open up…carefully. Our numbers in town have been lower than other parts of the state.

Personally, we’ve continued our semi-shelter here at home. There are no trips planned (yes, no softball tournaments and no London Theater trips) and while this is a depressing thought I don’t fancy the idea of a hospital stay. What I tell myself is this…those places aren’t going anywhere. The show must go on. It’s the stage and we’re all the players. We can press pause or stop or go.

It’s a semi-shelter because I still go into work when I physically need to and I’m still arranging “safe” softball workouts at Balboa Park for my Cougar CUBS. We distance, we wear masks and there is no hugging (tough for our softball guys). If a new season happens it will be in March so this is not practicing for that, this is practicing for sanity.

Softballers miss the game. No season? No game? You pull the rug out and you will find an attempt by some to get back on the field. We’ve been at it for a few months but we were pretty strict about what we wanted, safety wise and any players that wouldn’t comply would not be invited. Fortunately for our group, it was preaching to the converted. There have been zero issues.

In other news: I don’t have the energy to go on about the Trumpster fire in the White House. VOTE. We received our absentee ballot in the mail. We filled it out. On Monday, October the 5th, I walked both signed and dated closed ballots to City Hall: the main ballot drop in San Francisco…end of story.

I understand complaining, it can be therapeutic but make a plan and do something about it. VOTE. Here endeth my voting ad.

Anyway the rainy season is right around the corner in the Bay Area and I have to say that I’m looking forward to it. It should do a number on some of the leftover fires and maybe save a few trees in the process. We’ve got a few weeds to pluck in the garden and more will show up because that’s an ongoing natural cycle of growth back there.

At the end of the month I’ve got a week off from all things work. It will be a staycation. Perhaps I’ll dream about being in Spain or watching a Shakespeare Play at the Globe Theatre in London. A break is still a break so I’ll take it.