I am a slight superstitious, I guess you could say, because things sometime have a way of running off the lines of the paths I've tried to set up. Clearly this is not just something I am afflicted with right now since so many are now joining me, but yes, Don is home, and no, neither one of us appears to have the virus though I've gotten a slight ballsy lately and have gone to the grocery store twice inside, over the past few weeks. It's more about ensuring his convenience and comfort, because previously my go-to solution was order it, pick it up with my trunk popped open and go home to disinfect.
Going to the grocery store right now is its own perfect traumatic experience--people are generally afraid and tend not to invade pockets of space for very long at all--it's like an adult game of lava where everyone is kind of qberting up the aisles, everyone is in a mask with varying degrees of horror and violence implied. Mine is the real deal--looking more like the Bane mask, I've been told, than anything delicate, but it is an N99 so its construction lends to a ...
I haven't seen Don in 88 days as of today. I have been mostly alone since my birthday, which was the day he flew away to his new job. Today he is coming home and part of me was like, hmm....should I write all of my goodbyes now...should I pre-write them for a possible later date? Then the other part of my head is like nahhh...if you write them it might turn the tide more towards Covid coming into your house. If you simply believe it is all okay, it will be all okay. It will have to be okay. Now we aren't living in some super dense city, but unlike a good part of America, I don't believe the virus discriminates on party lines or rural vs city--whomever has it doesn't do a pre-registration of being a city person only allowed in city places or a rural person never going to any city.
I did consider the full 14 day quarantine for him but he has promised me he has worn his mask just as vigilantly as I have, but there is also the fact that I am deathly afraid of the virus so I would never ever ...
So I am not sure I wrote about this really ever, but I did decide there were some cultures better prepared to cover the mouth and nose, and quite fashionably, so I got some hijabs. No, I definitely did. I am not muslim, but the covering of the hair and mouth seemed to be a good strategy to accomplish with some already made garments. I get some fashion colors--black, red, mustard and pink, and everything but the black is a two piece with a kind of tube for the mouth and nose and a head covering to cover all of the hair.
Tomorrow I have an echo scheduled and it's not the first one in the day--but I figured if I am triple careful and fashionably paranoid I might be able to get out of it without catching anything. So it will be a hijab, a filter for the mouth made from some vaccum bags and then the N99 on top. And my hair will be covered and when I get home I will be stripping at the door to throw all of my clothing into the wash and onto the shower.
I am pretty much convinced I will ...
