Maybe it’s just me, but it seems like this is all “supposed” to feel like some glorious war effort reminiscent of WWII, when in actuality it feels more like The Handmaid’s Tale without the handmaids. Folks who can afford it go and hide in their vacation homes in sleepy, picturesque locations like Ketchum, Idaho (and by the way bring the virus with them to the under-equipped burg), while their housekeepers, groundskeepers and all in the service/delivery industries face the harshest realities and risks, and the rest of us are somewhere in between. Anyway, I’ll get off my soapbox for now.
After about a week of having a bidet, my only complaint is that I didn’t have the foresight/smarts to install it sooner. Without getting into details, it’s better than TP in just about every way, even aside from the fact that now I don’t have to worry about paper shortages and empty store shelves.
Gas prices were down to $2.19/gal when we went out to shop two days ago. Without researching it, I’d say it was probably before 9-11-2001 the last time they were that low around here. Were I driving any sort of significant mileage right now, I’d be counting this among my blessings.
Our lives are more or less settling into some kind of daily & weekly routines. Each morning I get up, make coffee/breakfast, scroll around on the phone in the twilight for an hour or so, and then do some work. Somewhere around noon I break from work to go for a walk or a ride or do some kind of workout, followed by lunch. A few more hours of work, then it’s time to make dinner. After dinner we watch Jeopardy (I don’t know what we will do if they ever stop airing Jeopardy), then we either play games with friends/family online or stream movies/shows until bedtime. Once a week we get groceries. Also once a week but on a different day, we pick a local restaurant from which to procure a take-out dinner.
Looking at the thoroughly spider-cracked and foggy crystal ball that is the near future, the thing I’m most dreading (besides pollen allergies) is boredom and developing an attitude of nothing-matters-anymore. The thing I’m most looking forward to (besides the obvious, a return to any kind of normalcy) is growing veggies in the garden. This may very well be the year that I invest in a propane hand-crank pepper roaster. It looks like a metal Bingo drum outfitted with propane jets…I’ve had fresh chile peppers roasted this way at Eugene Saturday Market, and they are delicious. We’ll see what I can afford.
Bike Newbie 