My last post, dated November 24, 2019, asked the title question listed above. Three years and four months later, I still don’t have an answer.
Lots has happened since November 2019. In February 2020, I went to Cuba for what will most likely be my last trip there ever. There were rumours and rumblings of a mysterious illness, a SARS-related virus, that seemed to be spreading quite rapidly. Little did we know that the world change in ways we could never have imagined. The respiratory virus became known as Covid-19, a term that virtually every human on the planet is aware of, and has been touched by, in some manner.
Rereading my last entry, some things have stayed the same. I still wear a Treklinq pedometer (despite wearing a Fitbit that logs all manner of my physical activity in the cloud) and log my daily distance, time, steps, speed and calories along with the location of my walks, but I did add something to the location cell: every place I go. Initially, this was to track where I went in case I caught Covid. I wanted to be able to help with “contact tracing”, another term that became all too familiar to many. Now it’s just habit.
I still log my books in both Goodreads and my Google spreadsheet, but I have given up hope of any form of reconciliation with the friend who manufactured an outrage against me and my “bad behaviour”, as she called it. I saw her recently, at an event on International Women’s Day. We made eye contact. I smiled tremulously, hopefully, and gave her a small wave. She returned my gesture with a death stare and a wooden expression. So, yeah. She still hates me. Wouldn’t you think that at an International Women’s Day event, in an auditorium filled with “the sisterhood”, she could have managed at least a nod?
Anyway.
In December 2020, after months of lock-down that would extend all the way into March 2021, Dave and I made a pandemic purchase. We bought another condo! In Toronto! In the Beach(es)!! It’s in a boutique building, a 2-bedroom corner unit with a 280 square foot terrace, and views of Lake Ontario to the south (obviously) and the city and CN Tower to the west. It’s not far from where we used to live. And we LOVE it!!!
Living in Collingwood full-time just wasn’t for me, and the pandemic, with its stay-at-home orders that nobody in the Greater Toronto Area obeyed, opting instead to come up to COLLINGWOOD, only magnified that truth. Collingwood, Thornbury, Wasaga Beach, Meaford, all Southern Georgian Bay became too “peoply” for me.
Now, we spend weekdays in Collingwood, and weekends and
holidays in Toronto when everyone who can, drives up north. I am, once again, a
Citiot, but in reverse. And I’ve found my voice, which was lost for far too
long.
