Depressed, discouraged, “do mask.”

I’m respecting the isolation due to Covid in our retirement community. Things are slowly returning to “so-called normal” but I’m cautious about mingling. I’m spending too much time “climbing the family tree.” Two more projects found me and I spent many hours documenting the individuals. (Lorraine is “just a janitor cleaning up messes.”) On a positive note: I’m delighted that I have the detective skills to provide information for fellow Ancestry researchers.

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POSTSCRIPT @ 9:40 PM: Today, I went from hibernation to lunch in the dining room with five of us at a table designed for four people. A shock to the system?! Disconcerting.