What Is There to Say?

Just completed the eighth week staying at home.  To stay sane, I am still going out for drives on most days. Today, I am still in my pajamas at 2:00, and not going anywhere, until tonight, when I am going to the Whitfields' for Downton Abbey at 6. All I have done today is drink coffee and scroll through Twitter. 

As of today, 80,000 Americans are dead from the corona virus. Our president thinks his response has been a success. Wall Street thinks so, too. The economy is opening back up, whether we have enough equipment and hospital space for what's coming. No one is being tested, unless you're in the White House. I should say, few are being tested. 

Vallejo is offering testing, but not very good information on how people are supposed to behave, now that parks and some retail is opening up. It looks like people think that they can leave their houses without masks, since the pandemic is over. Only it's not. In two months, 80,000 people have died. By June 1, the total will be more than a hundred thousand people. And we are supposed to act normally. 

Am I still supposed to stay home like I have been? I will, especially now that I have found grocery delivery. It costs more, but it is so worth it. I always disliked going to the grocery store, but even more so, with the pandemic. I get overwhelmed and stressed and forget to buy items that i need, all because I want to get in and out as quickly as possible. But delivery is life changing. It is so easy. Now what to do with all that time saved? Hmmm. I am working on that. 

Small things are irritating me. My landlord and his wife are outside every morning, gardening and listening to Chinese music. Normally, it doesn't bother me, because I am at work. But every day for the last eight weeks is making me cranky. Like I said, small things. 

My friends from Vero and I did a Zoom call last week. We stayed on for nearly two hours. It was so good to see them and hear them. It assuaged the loneliness that day. My dopamine levels shot up and stayed there for a few days. 

Tuesday night was Cinco de Mayo, so the Bakers had us over for dinner. It's breaking the rules, but everyone there has been quarantining. And it was worth the risk.