Monday night the doorbell rang while I was typing this. I wasn't expecting anyone. I don't know anyone in the neighborhood really well. No one was there, no one left a note. I could see a shadow from around the driveway walking away. I didn't go after them. This is a time not to answer doorbells. Talking to people could get me killed if they spread the virus. People could leave a note or catch me when I am outside. People could leave me alone.
But, I wish it were different. I wish that I lived in a time where I could feel safe and neighborly. I would like to be a friendly neighbor, a friendly person. But, I am an older woman living alone in a time of pandemic. I keep to myself. It was probably just a roofing company. There was a little hail storm a while back and the roofing companies are trying to re-roof every roof in the subdivision. I am skipping it this year. I like my roof and I just got new gutters.
I am sad though that the sound of the doorbell leaves me in a panic. What do they want? Leave me alone. Or at least wear a mask. I am just saying.....
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