My days are looking very similar and I am not sure how to dress them up to make them any more interesting! I stay up too late at night and I sleep too late in the morning. I get up, use the bathroom, put my crazy hair into a pony tail. I drink a big glass of ice water which has become my habit since I had a kidney stone years ago and the doctor admonished me that I needed to drink more water. I used to think I could never drink water in the morning but now I crave it as soon as I get up.
Then a cup of hot tea, which lately has been Rakkasan’s Nine Dragons Oolong sent to me by my friend Susan. I’ve been adding Manuka honey to my tea because it’s supposed to be a good antibacterial. Breakfast varies depending on whether Rich wants to cook something or if I am on my own because he’s already been up for hours. LOL Today I just had an English muffin and started my daily perusal of the internet, which always ends up eating into a lot of my time. There’s email to check and Facebook and Instagram and Twitter, articles to read, online Scrabble games to play with my mom and my sister, news items to browse, maybe the bank account if there are bills to pay, back around to email and Facebook again, messages to write, posts and photos to post, on and on. Honestly it could be never ending if I didn’t force myself to get off.
Most days, with no plans, I wander around in my pjs for quite awhile and eventually take a shower and brush my teeth. I have not used the blow dryer on my hair since this quarantine started, which is probably good for my hair. Nor have I worn any makeup, which I don’t usually anyway, except for the days I do volunteer work and the occasional meeting or event. Now I don’t have any reason at all since I am not doing those either.
Today Rich decided to go to Home Depot to get a new weed eater because his has given out, plus light bulbs and a few other household goods. He said he was also going to make a quick run into Fiesta Foods to pick up a couple of grocery items since it is near Home Depot. He gathered up his new mask homemade by our friend Judi, some gloves, hand sanitizer, sunglasses, a cap, some bags, his wallet and keys and headed out. While he was gone I turned on my music, unloaded the dishwasher, started a load of laundry, took my shower, and did some of my Great Courses (visual literacy and chess today). Sometimes we have lunch but often these days we eat breakfast so late that we hold out for dinner, sometimes having a snack in between. Today: peanut butter crackers while doing my classes.
Rich came home saying Home Depot had a line out the door so he skipped it but went to Lowe’s and got everything but the weed eater, then to Fiesta for food. He unloaded the bags on the porch, sprayed down the packaged items, brought the produce into the house and dumped it in the sink to soak, stripped off his clothes, gloves, and mask and threw them into the washer, got in the shower while I washed the produce. Whew, everything is such a production any more!
I went out for my walk, which he begged off, saying he was going to mow the lawn tonight and that would be his exercise. It’s 84 degrees today and I was really hot by the time I walked for almost an hour but was glad I went out and explored a different neighborhood not far from us.
We had a yummy grain bowl with veggies for dinner, watched the news, and now he is mowing the yard. Our evening schedule usually includes watching Jeopardy, more news, and then our favorite current series “Schitt’s Creek,” which we are about finished with. Rich likes lots of programs that I don’t care about so we typically sit on separate couches with the TV on and I am on my laptop or phone doing other mindless activities while he watches shows. We’ll talk with the kids or my mom or his sister, sometimes a friend. Once in awhile I will work on my knitting but I haven’t done much of that lately. We discuss the state of the universe and how much we miss the kids and what we might do when the quarantine ends. We rant and rave about Trump and his minions more than is good for our mental health. We’ll stay up too late again and start the same series of events tomorrow, with little variation–maybe I’ll write some cards or vacuum the rugs or change the sheets or read a book or shave my legs. Or not.