I got a text from a friend the other night saying that she was in quarantine hell with her family. That they were still trying to be polite and stuff, but were seriously getting on one another’s nerves. Meanwhile, I feel kind of bad/guilty about it, but I’ve started to kind of lean into this thing and am now almost enjoying being a shut in.
Two days ago I rediscovered a pair of pants I had as I was reaching for something else. “What are these?” I thought.. “They are fabulous!!!” I honestly have no idea why I haven’t been wearing these pants nonstop since I first got them. Maybe I was a few pounds heavier when they arrived and didn’t fit right, so I cast them aside? More likely it is because they have a drawstring waist, but still – overall, these are the best pants I have ever owned, and I have decided they are my official quarantine pants and I am never changing out of them until I have to go out in public on a regular basis.
I also discovered a couple of yeast packets in my cupboard yesterday when I was looking through my spices to make a crockpot of chili. Unexpired! I might try to make my own bread this week. Someone sent me a recipe.
The overhead light in my apartment has been burned out for a couple of weeks now. At the beginning of this stay at home bullshit, I was just kind of mentally drained and didn’t want to deal with it, so I ignored it. I have a different light that I have been using. But today, that bulb burned out too. So I got the ladder from downstairs and changed the lightbulb finally. Then I was like ‘well shit, while I have this ladder, I might as well clean all the up high places and dust around the doorframes, clean that up high window in my bathroom that a cloth hasn’t touched in ten years’. So I did that. My house smells all bleachy and clean, and I am feeling very smug with personal satisfaction.
But still kind of dreading this week, it’s getting worse as we near the apex. And I am not trying to make light of all of the people struggling right now with confinement, money issues, and grief. My brother texted me and seems concerned that all hell might break loose. His plan in Oregon is to hunker down with a gun if need be when it gets bad there. And I hear that, I do worry about civil unrest here for sure.
The mood keeps getting more serious here. I went to the grocery store last night at 1am, and there was a guy basically dressed like a ninja, and when I turned the corner to the isle he was shopping on, he looked terrified and jumped back about three feet. The park finally (jesus, FINALLY) closed, and my bodega guys have made an impressive barricade to shield themselves. Off topic and maybe ‘too soon’, I wonder what this will do to the real estate market in NY. Anyway, that’s it for today.