Author: thereisnosanityclause

59 year old married female, care-giving, coffee-drinking.dog loving former government employee who is writing to try to keep her sanity.

**Sigh**

My husband always says FB causes problems. In regard to this year…

I always respect people’s opinions. Really. I do…I don’t necessarily agree with them but I respect them.

This election is making me nuts. I let people express their views on my FB page but they just keep making a point of posting negative statements on my page, ESPECIALLY when I never did it on their page on their views.

I tried doing it,just putting the angry emoji on their statements, but, honestly, I REALLY DO NOT CARE. It’s someone’s opinion. That’s it. So I stopped. End of story- there was nothing to be gained by doing that.

If you disagree with me fine, but do me a favor- you see where my opinion lies. Just skip my page, ok?

Thanks.

May I, Please?…

…stay away from the people who are starting to come down here? It astonishes me that folks are getting down here and walking around, instead of staying in place. A lot of people who are out for a walk for exercise are standing thisclose to each other..hello? Remember social distancing?

I can understand how some folks are chomping at the bit to return for normal. I would be, too, if I was thirty years younger and didn’t have three cancers under my belt. I currently have another medical issue simmering and really don’t need exposure to anyone who is infected. It’s as simple as that. In addition, if you are a regular reader of this blog, you know I am a fan of the off-season, when there are minimal people down here. Being quiet, well, I have no problems staying to my self and close to home.

Cape May is a virtual ghost town, but you can count the amount of out of state license plates growing each time you are there. The governor wants us citizens of New Jersey to avoid “knucklehead behavior” with the people who are not following social distancing and the other norms. I really just wish people would stay to themselves until the Covid vaccine comes into being. I know that common sense with folks who trek down here is not high, so, I will continue to stay to myself, and try to keep my family healthy.

Kasia and I are still at it, and when we see people when we walk, we stop and stand at the side of the street until they walk by: we both don’t need two take any chances.

Wherever you may be, please use common sense and stay safe.

Life is short enough as it is.

Sprucing Up

Kasia approved

I waited as long as I could, but bit the bullet yesterday.

I had stopped with Jim when we were getting groceries a few weeks ago, and bought some plants for the house. Of course, having bought them, the temperatures at night were kind of chilly, so they were in on my coffee table getting sun during the day.

The weather seems to have broken a bit, so, with Jim’s help, a new fuchsia geranium, an African daisy, and four tomato plants were potted and put in one part of the back deck. I am a bit nervous, as I bought my first heirloom tomato for the deck. I bought a Black Prince tomato, so we’ll see how it will take for the deck. The rest of the back deck has a mum that I brought in for the winter that fared well, and three Gerber daisies, all hot pink.

front porch

The front of the house I decided to do yellow. I had a second yellow mum that I brought in for the winter, so it came out for the front, along with the yellow Gerber daisy that I purchased. The pop of pink on my porch will be from my geranium.

Normally I’d have a few more plants, but it’s the first of the Quarantine era. I had my mask on when shopping and grabbed what I felt looked good. There might be a few holes where I normally would have plants, but it’s more important to stay healthy.

I’m happy and grateful to be able to sit out and enjoy the flowers. Life is just too damn short.

April-The Self-Distancing Continues….

What a bummer!

My husband just asked me if this Sunday is Easter Sunday. With all of the quarantine and self-distancing, it sure doesn’t feel like it. By now, I’d have bought my Easter plants by now, and made plans for Easter.

What a different day to face.

We actually are talking about a Zoom meeting with other family members over Easter Sunday. We aren’t kids. We are all over 60, so the mere concept of us all successfully being on for a Zoom meeting is hysterical.

I keep saying to Jim that it’s a new day. It is indeed going to be a new day where dealing with friends will be appreciated , and probably a lot of things in life will be handled differently.


A lot of people keep complaining about how things are right now. Sure, it’s rough not having money coming in, but guess what? Every day you have two feet on the floor you are ahead of the game. Tomorrow will take care of itself. You need to take care of yourself and stay healthy.

Happy Passover! Happy Easter!

Marching Along…

…or so I thought. I was well into the second semester loving my time as a substitute teacher.

Then came the Covid19.

Oh boy. School would be closed, social distancing entered our vocabulary , and, of course, now that I am 60, I am in the group of citizens that has to be careful. I also have my cancer history that makes me even higher in the “careful/compromised” group. I have to worry about Jim and family members and friends and myself. It’s a time that we don’t know how to behave, because we have never been here before.

Kasia just doesn’t know how to behave or what to think. I think she seriously wondered what was going on. She was used to me being home over a block of time for summer, but this bonus has her shaking her chow/golden head. I have seen a ton of memes on Facebook about dogs begging for no more walks. We aren’t quite there yet, I think, but as two “old” girls, we go along as best as we can.

We are fortunate, Kasia and I, to have such a pretty place to take our walk to. I am sure if we were still in the city, we’d be frustrated as to limited walking spots, but down here, we have several different ways to walk and they all are scenic.

Stay well, my friend. Please wash your hands and stay healthy. Let’s all be around to say we got through the storm together.

Missing My Zush

This is my favorite selfie of me and my Zush, who left me for her halo three years ago.

February is just about over, and I always loved it for one reason. February was my Zushie-girl’s birthday month.

My Zush at 6 months.💚💚💚

Kasia, my personal trainer, has had sole rule for the last two and a half years. I’d love to get her a “sister “, but she still savors being queen of the castle. I said to my buddy Kathy, who was Zush’s foster mom, I am waiting patiently for the day.

In the meanwhile, Zush has my heart in heaven, and Kas has my heart on earth. I always have loved and will love my girls.

Facebook Musings

I have never been one to get in people’s faces about ANYTHING posted on Facebook. Somehow, people think it’s ok to get on mine.

You guessed it… it’s election related.

**sigh**

I respected people’s rights to their opinions. Jumping on my paper throat has led me to block people for the first time. I despise having to do that, but feel it’s the only thing I can do, short of not posting-period.

Things have been busy in school and I come home exhausted. Opposing political opinions thrown at me with venom have really gotten me cold on Facebook.

Hopefully, they’ll get quiet when their party loses.