Somehow my husband and I picked the perfect place to sit out a pandemic. We live in a suburban neighborhood in a rented house. Our small development backs up to a county park. We try and do two loops through the park and neighborhood, which is two miles, for our daily walk, weather permitting. We do not wear masks, which so many of my friends find questionable, but we do not come close to anybody in this low-density area.Continue reading
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Some stories you just can not make up. My partner, now husband, had a beautiful small in-person wedding planned for April 25th. We had spent weeks picking the venue, a beautiful park-like setting; the caterer, whose food was incredible; a fantastic florist; a day-of-wedding planner; officiant; wedding cake baker, and more. Then came the novel coronavirus, COVID-19. Continue reading
Why not sleep late when there is not much to get up for except a day like a day before? Last night I slept for about nine hours, a record for me. My big morning excursion thus far, a trip to the supermarket to stock the house with food for the next few days.
All the shoppers had masks and most had gloves. One man had a t-shirt wrapped around his face. Some of the supermarket workers who were stocking the shelves wore masks, but not all did. Each time I go out I take additional precautions. After throwing away the nitrile gloves I wore in the store, I put on a new pair of gloves to unload the groceries. A first.
It does feel like every day has a sameness. This is particularly true because I am only working part-time, so I spend a good deal of the rest of my day, reading the news, going through email, cleaning the house and cooking. So each day has a kind of rinse, dry and repeat.
My allergies are particularly bad today so I was trying not to start sneezing under my mask at the supermarket, fearing some kind of shunning in the vegetable aisle.
I used the self-checkout machines to avoid having a cashier touch my food with the same dirty gloves used for the past twenty customers. My Harris Teeter store has closed down every other self-checkout machine for social distancing. It made a weird tableau with five of the nine machines closed. Luckily the store was not too busy.
And what’s going on with cleaning supplies, paper towels, and toilet paper? Harris Teeter had every other section of the store fully stocked. Do you want fresh kale? No problem. But if you want dish soap or paper towels you are out of luck. And don’t even ask about toilet paper because there is none.
So there are no more Saturdays or Sundays. Every day is today.
Last month most of us did not know the term N95 but today most of us do. N95 refers to that class of face mask and respirators that are able to keep out small viral particles and help protect us from the novel coronavirus.
It has been over a month since we have been isolated in our home, avoiding all social contact, leaving only to go to the supermarket or drug store. While my days have the feeling of ‘groundhog day’, I can not say I am overly bothered by it. In some ways, I like this slower pace. I am someone who usually fills up my day with plans and appointments, generally too busy to take a breath. Being home has let me resume writing this blog and to experience life at a slower pace. But boredom is beginning to set in. Continue reading
Ok, who has gained a few pounds with all this time at home?