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Groundhog Day...Again


I woke up again this morning. The alarm on my phone was doing its chipper little thing. I managed to punch the stop icon. Spanky looked over at me like he usually does. “We really gett’n up?”

“No. There’s absolutely nothing new today. Today will be a duplicate of yesterday. Again.”

House arrest.

Is this what being dead is like? Only my eyes are open. Or am I in a nursing home?

“It’s raining, Spanky. No walking this morning. You’ll have to pee on the patio.”

I pulled the covers up and thought about just lying there until tomorrow comes.

But today is Groundhog Day and I need to see if I can learn something new like Bill Murray did in his move. I learned to use watercolors last week. I’ve cleaned and organized both garages. The house is clean. I don’t have a piano or I’d try to learn Chopsticks or Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Baby steps. Always start small, I say.

I got up, shaved, showered and dressed. Spanky supervised. I took my handful of meds while he was out adding to the rain on the patio.

Hoda and Savanna are still talking about the pandemic on TV. Nothing new. It’s just like yesterday.

Spanky and I ate together. My hands tremble badly. I dropped a piece of toast on the floor. He grabbed it. I didn’t fight him for it.

Hummmm. That didn’t happen yesterday, or the day before. Today may be different after all.

Maybe I’m not dead. Just in a rest home. I thought, “In a couple of days it’ll be May. It’ll be warmer and I’ll be able to sit outside and read.” Time outside for good behavior?

Perhaps. Maybe I’ll skip listening to the governor’s daily briefing. What’s that he says everyday? “We’re all in this together.” I’m having doubts. It’s more like we’re floating in a huge virus lake and we’re each in a different boat. We all have different circumstances. I think Andy is sitting in a better boat. A nicer boat. Perhaps a yacht. It looks like someone has been cutting his hair. My hair is fraying over my ears.

I once bought a boat at an auction for $10. It leaked badly. Every time I took it out on the pond I took along a couple packs of chewing gum to plug the leaks. I plugged a lot of holes. This boat I’m currently in is beginning to leak.

Perhaps that’s what I should be doing now - chewing gum and plugging holes. I could buy a lot of gum with that stimulus check the president sent me the other day. But I’d have to go to Walmart and stand in line behind that lady with the kid laying on the bottom rack licking the foot bar.

Until then I may take that bucket I used for my bucket list and bail water while Spanky laps it up and stands on the bow peeing it back into Lake Virus.

Maybe I will get lucky and Andy will send his barber over and give me a trim.

Then again, I could wake up tomorrow and it won’t be Groundhog Day again.

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Rick Algood
April 29, 2020

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