well, here it is five years later.
blogs have all but died and, recently, revived again. as i show, we’ve now been in quarantine a month, and i haven’t been out of the house for 33 days. akma says he hasn’t enough events to keep a journal and then proceeds to record one every day on his old blog, so i thought i might do the same here, if only in hopes of not going mad.
first, nothing really has changed from my pre-quarantine life but, somehow, it feels like a total standstill. i’m hoping recording each day will get me to do something besides audiobooks, and knitting. and buying more food for the pantry online...
to catch up: i retired from teaching nearly a year ago, thank god. finances are currently stable, albeit we are at the beginning of what will likely be a great recession, even depression. i spent every second i could of the previous decade in brasstown, but won’t be doing that much anymore now that i don’t have anywhere to escape from (is how i put it.). the result of this that my house almost completely fell apart and no longer looks like that picture up in the masthead. i’m working on that in a multi-year declutter/restoration, and will replace the masthead picture when it gets to the point i can.
i am now entirely ipad- (phone-, watch-)based. facebook is my lifeline to community; i continue to know no one within around 600 miles...
so, for today:
i overslept badly. very badly. posted my proof of life picture (the one at the top of this post), received the amazon delivery of my pantry shelves—currently cooling its jets in the quarantine space (i.e. the front porch) made coffee and english muffins, and settled in for saturday audiobooks and knitting.
egg salad sandwich lunch, fresh delivery in the late afternoon.
oh yeah. it’s month three (two, here) of the novel coronavirus19 2020 worldwide pandemic.
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