Seems I have posted that title more than once.  I thought I might try to get out today and spend some time with my daughter, but she is recovering from another bout of multiple sclerosis, and we spent a lot of time talking on the phone.  In a way, I'm glad I don't have to go anywhere, as I've been home for quite some time.  All appointments and social engagements keep getting canceled (by me) for one reason and another, and I'm just enjoying my shackhappy status and staying away from germs for awhile.  Everything is peaceful and holding its own against the cold, and every day, I do something that seems extraordinary, like cleaning out a drawer or going through a box. 

Day before yesterday, I again organized all the jewelry and found many, many brooches that have been collected over the years.  I really wish there was some place that was interested in all the many pieces of jewelry that I will never, ever, in a million years, need to wear.  What triggered this examination was that I sent in for a free ring, offered by a company that rewarded me with bonus points, so I thought what the hey, and sent in for the ring.  It's quite nice, and I wear it all the time now. 

So, back to self-reflection, going through drawers, and organizing and dusting - yes, dusting!  It just builds up and up, all the time.