NEWSPAPER DELIVERY NEARING DEAD END

Do you remember paperboys?  My brother delivered morning newspapers during the WWII years, following the great depression.  Most women didn’t work, and money was scarce. Buddy’s paper route was a source of much needed cash.  Not for household expenses, but for extras like a bicycle.  He often provided his baby sister (me) with treats like Eskimo Pies. He sometimes bought me new shoes. Decades later, during a  recession, my son took a paper route for the very same reasons.  But during the 90’s, adults took over those paper routes as they became more lucrative and teenagers could work at McDonalds’.  Nowadays, there’s hardly anyone who wants such a low end job, so newspaper delivery is nearing a dead end.

Newspaper Delivery Nearing a Dead End and we will miss the paperboys.
NEWSPAPER DELIVERY NEARING A DEAD END. We miss the beloved paperboys.

Reading the newspaper with your morning coffee is a special treat.  Especially if you’re still in your pajamas.   The newspaper has something for everyone: local news, editorials, international news, comic strips, advice columns ,  supermarket ads.  It starts the day off right, and life feels more satisfying  as you go about your business.  Unfortunately,  those days are fading into a distant memory.  Why? Because there’s a labor shortage, and jobs with better hours and more pay are readily available.

The decline started gradually a couple of years ago, when our local newspaper went to 5 days a week. Then, we noticed the Indianapolis newspaper often wasn’t delivered to our door.  Yes, we were newspaper junkies, wanting the luxury of reading a big city newspaper. But they were often late getting here, so we were supposed to read the news online, instead.  However,  reading the news on the computer isn’t nearly as satisfying as holding a paper in your hand, putting it down to take a sip of coffee and rest your eyes, going back and forth between the obituaries and the classifieds.

Yesterday, we received a letter informing us that the INDY Star will no longer be delivered to our door. It will come via the US Postal Service, which means It will arrive somewhere between 10:30 a. m at the earliest, and  5 p.m. if they’re running late.  That will never be the same as having it delivered to  our door each morning.  Especially for seniors who don’t care to navigate the internet.  Newspaper Delivery is nearing  a dead end,

QUITTING THE NEWS COLD TURKEY

Okay, I’ll admit it.  I’ve turned into a news junkie since the pandemic hit.  Forced to stay home, I’ve read and listened to more news than ever before. It usually peaked out Friday night, what with Washington Week in Review, Indiana Week in Review,  in addition to cable news. But last night was the last straw.  When they started talking about Trump calling war heroes losers, I just could not take it any more. I have no idea if this was fake or real news.  But after  a summer of protests, riots, federal executions,  covid-19, and politics, everything you see and hear in the media  has become very depressing. Too much news can affect your mental health.  This morning, I decided to empty my brain.  I’m quitting the news cold turkey over Labor Day.  

Here’s how it’s going this Saturday morning:   

I've stopped being a news junkie. Going cold turnkey from the news over labor day.
Has the pandemic turned you into a news junkie?  It may be time to quit the news cold turkey..

 8: 30 a.m. Starting with the newspapers.  We subscribe to two: local, and Indy Star. Before taking my first sip of coffee, I resolve not to read any story about the election, Trump, Biden, or any politician.  Same for riots and protests. None of which I can control.   What is left?  Start with the comics.  Typically, I skim over them, pausing to read one or two favorites.  Today, I read most every cartoon and comic.  They actually are somewhat entertaining .  We usually don’t read the sports section. But now, I’m surprised to find some interesting stories. One about some parents whose son plays for Purdue.  Another about a rookie who signed a four year deal with the Colts.  I might even watch a Colts game to see him play. The virus statistics still merit my attention,  since our city’s positivity rate is so alarming.  

9: 45 a.m.  My daughter arranged for me to watch my grandson’s cross country meet , live streamed on Facebook.  Seeing all those fine young people running their hearts out gave me so much hope.  I think of him when I  see other youngsters running in the park.  When that generation comes of age, I believe America is going to be just fine.  

11:15  Since I can’t swim during the pandemic my, arthritis has gotten worse.  Now, I’ll take some time to go back and do some of the exercises I learned to do in therapy.  Yes, they’re a pain, and boring too.  But they are much needed if I want to keep  walking in the park.  

Walking in the park ,i phone in my pocket.  Every time it dings, I’m tempted.  All those apps—NY Times, Drudge, Reuters, Yahoo, CNN.  I’m fighting the urge to sit down and read  the depressing news of the day.  But I made it home without giving in.   

12:30. I’ve made it to lunch time without checking “Breaking News” .  Not even those alarming emails that flash across my iphone all day long.  Our snail  mail came, with forms to request absentee ballots, sent by the Democratic party.  Tossed them in the wastebasket.  If I decide to vote, it will be in person. 

This afternoon I’ll go to  the library.  Here’s hoping I’m off to a good start.   Just for this Labor Day weekend, I’m quitting the news cold turkey.   I need a little break before I can face it all again and find some balance between being informed and overwhelmed. .  And who knows?  Maybe there’s some good news on the horizon. 

STAY AT HOME DIARY: WEEK 7

When every day is the same, you lose your sense of time.   Consequently, I almost forgot my youngest grandson’s birthday, May 4. It’s worse at the first of the month, when you don’t even know what month it is.  Luckily, my husband keeps a birthday calendar, and reminded me when he flipped it from April to May.

Planted flowers for the big container on our deck.  I just couldn’t wait, and Meijers had a great selection of annuals. But here’s the bad news.  Spent so much time outside that I inhaled too much tree pollen.  Woke up in the middle of the night with a stuffed up nose.  Trouble with spring allergies is that they scare you into thinking you’ve caught the coronavirus.   Now, the weatherman is predicting frost for the weekend.  I’ll have to cover the flowers with a sheet overnight.  The rule of thumb used to be: don’t plant annuals until after Mother’s Day.  I think that’s good advice.

Stay At Home Diary: Malls are reopening this week in Indiana
Stay at Home Diary: Week 7. Malls are opening this week in Indiana.

Malls are opening this week, but why?  What’s there to buy when you aren’t going anywhere or seeing anyone.?  Here’s what they’re going to do in places like Macy’s and Stein Mart:  Everyone wears a mask. The bathroom and dressing rooms are closed.  You have to take your clothes home to try them on, and return them if they don’t fit.  Sounds like a lot of bother.  If there’s anything we’ve learned  during the lock down, it’s how few clothes a person really needs.  My closet is full of clothes that haven’t been worn in months.

This is four season weather.  In the side hallway:  wool hat, wool scarf, mittens.. Gardening gloves and winter gloves.  winter coat, winter jacket, spring coat, sweat jacket, raincoat.  And—I’ve worn all of them in one week’s time.  Weather has gone from 82 to 34  degrees in the past 7 days.

We’ve managed to keep our weight even.   In fact, my husband has lost five pounds.  Wish I could say the same.  We’re both at the far end of normal on body mass Index charts.   I can remember when I was borderline underweight.  That’s what retirement will do for you.  But it’s good at our age to have a little “extra,” in case we get sick.  That’s what they say, and I’m going to believe it because I want to.

More Netflix binging. This week started watching “Hollywood,” which is supposed to be the story of Rock Hudson.  The actor they’ve chosen to portray Rock is no way as handsome as he was. I think they could have done a better job of casting that part.

Today, our local paper ,has gone from 7 days a week to 5 days.   We still get the Indy Star every day, but on the Tuesdays and Sundays when we don’t get a local paper,  it isn’t delivered to our door.  I have to get up out of bed , put on a coat , and walk to the end of our driveway. to get the Indianapolis paper.   Well, that’s one way of keeping track of time.

We’ve changed to bar soap for washing our hands.  Ivory for me, Dove for my husband.  Now our hands are not red and itchy from scented, colored liquid soap. .But with all the extra scrubbing,  fingers are swelling, and my wedding ring is too tight.

Grocery shopping one day a week is a big job.  Our side by side refrigerator and freezer are packed to the brim. Wonder what people with big families are doing?  They would have to shop more often for milk, juice, eggs, meat, etc.  So far, haven’t had any problems with shortages except for canned cheese soup, cream of onion.  Plenty of cream of mushroom and plain tomato. available.  Didn’t realize how many people dislike mushrooms.

Never dreamed I would still be writing a Stay At Home Diary after seven weeks of the Covid-19 pandemic.  Stay safe.  Hang in there.