Fall Arrives Tuesday! 🍁🍂

I love when the Sun starts to set a little earlier, the leaves are turning colors, and the kids come back to college ... except this year, they are not coming back! Don't get me wrong, Lexington is full of students, but not NEAR the amount we usually have this time of year. Living on the corner of Rose and Vine streets 

in downtown, I can see (nearly) everybody who enters, or exits downtown, unless they are North- or westbound LOL. 

The city is planning its festivities for the upcoming Seasons, I can tell because the city workers are wrapping lights around some of the trees. 

I will still complain that when I walked by the police cars parked behind the building, most are running, nobody is in them, but they have to have the air conditioning nice and cool when they get in. I think that is a slap in the face for the taxpayers of our for little city at this awful time of the worldwide pandemic.

There are a number of people in my building who believe that covid-19 is a hoax. I live in a building of people who are 62 years old and older. In fact, I'm kind of the baby of the building LOL at 65! Regardless, a few of them are pretty good friends of mine, and every day they feel it's their duty to tell me that I will eventually find out that the pandemic is not real, we don't need to wear masks, and everyone is being paranoid. It is frustrating to even go do my laundry, and have to listen to that chatter. 

These are the same people who sat in the lobby of our building for the last six or seven months. They don't think that they are ever going to get it. I don't want them to get Rona, but I know people who have, my pal Fred lost FIVE family members due to the virus. It is real!

I watch Doctor Fauci, Dr. Birx and Governor Andy talk about the numbers as they relate to death and illness and loss of work and loss of school for the citizens of Kentucky. 

I know it is not a hoax, I stay in my apartment, I put rugs under my door so that nobody else's air can get in LOL. I listen to the sirens, I watch the ambulances as they rush to Good Sam, and I pray that the Lord will bring me through so that I can see my great grand babies at least once before I go. 

I'm not afraid of death. I just don't want to be there when it happens. 

Peace forever,

Kimmy