COVID-19

COVID-19: Day 25 and 26: One long day

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The days are starting to blend into one another.  It doesn’t help that I have my days and nights mixed up.  I work until 4:30 or 5 p.m. and then go to sleep, wake up at 2 am or 4 am and rock on for a few hours.  Napping before starting work at about 8 am.  This is not good.

Yesterday, Day 25, I couldn’t find anything to write about.  It was just a day.  I researched the CARES Act for funding for the nonprofit I work for, I wrote some business letters and I worked on the webpage.  Nothing scintillating there.  I’m also teaching myself Photoshop Elements which is slow going because my brain just doesn’t work the way that software was written.

I did talk to Chef Boy ‘R Mine:  a real phone call.  Neither of us had much to say but it was good to hear his voice.  His birthday is on June 15th.  I’m hoping to be out of shelter-in-place by then.  Maybe, I’ll even go to Atlanta to see him.  I do miss the boy.  I also miss his wife.  I don’t have a pithy nickname for her yet.  I adore her though.  He chose well.

It’s 6 a.m. Time to start this day.  I’m thinking of actually showering and putting on real clothes.  Maybe that will make it feel like a real day.  Nothing ventured, nothing gained. . .

 

COVID-19: Day 24: Working from Home

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This working from home thing is not easy for me.  On the best of days, I’m easily distracted and these are not the best of days

I’ve holed up in my office.  I have my work computer and many of my paper files.   I don’t have post-it notes.  How do people work without post-it notes?  I’ve got notes scribbled everywhere with no rhyme or reason.  I can’t line up my stickies on the side of my desk like I’m used to because there are none.

And it’s my fault.   I went into the office today to water the plants and get some other stuff I need, but I forgot the post-its.  I can’t justify a trip for just post-it notes, so it has to wait

In the meantime,  I have a stack of used envelopes, torn sheets of paper, the stray receipt, etc. with my notes written on them.  It is not satisfying.  It is not efficient and I’m going to forget something important with this system.

The good news?  My WiFi comes and goes.  Right now, it is working so I can print.  This is a good thing.  I had a bunch of stuff I needed to print.

Day 24 of how many?  This is getting old.

COVID-19: Day 23: A Day of Rest

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korbel

I have a bottle of Korbel Brut left over from Valentine’s Day in my refrigerator.  I’m going to pop it open when this quarantine is over.  Cheers to us all!

I haven’t exactly been busting my butt during this quarantine, but I gave myself permission to do diddly squat today.  Other than to make French toast and bacon, that’s exactly what I did.

I was a sloth, a slug and a slumberer.  I had 3 naps.  Long naps.  I slept most of the day.  I’m apt to be up all night.  I figured it was inevitable during this quarantine that I would get my days and nights mixed up, so I’m probably right on schedule.

I am still without WiFi.  I’m living through it, but it’s not pretty.  Much like this quarantine, it is completely disrupting the rhythm of my day.  Because the only machine that can reach the outside world is on the 2nd floor of my house and the coffee pot and wine are on the first floor of the house, I am up and down the stairs a gazillion times a day.

The phone has short, very short, periods where it can get a signal long enough to pull in a text message or two.  I am usually unable to answer before the connection is lost.  My friends probably think I'[m not speaking to them.  Alas.  There is nothing I’d rather do.  I love where I live, but not being able to get a cell signal most of the time is aggravating.  And the primary reason I still have a landline.

The landline works.  I tried to call my mom.  It seems her phone was out of order.  Technology is going to both be my savior and my downfall.

Here’s to Day 23.  Cheers!