I’m losing track of days.
And time.
I’ve missed deadlines.
I’ve forgotten about appointments.
Sigh…
Maybe I need one of those color-coded schedules.
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Losing Track of Days
Tag: quarantine
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Spring in North Texas
The weather is starting to warm up.
It’s not hot enough for the air conditioner yet.
But the house is feeling kind of stuffy.
With the ceiling fan on, it gets too cold.
But with the ceiling fan off, it gets too stifling.
I’m working in my home office on a lovely 73-degree afternoon with the fan on as well as a sweater.
Welcome to spring in North Texas.
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It’s National Egg Salad Week
It is National Egg Salad Week.
I can’t think of a more revolting food to celebrate.
It is also Free Cone Day at Ben and Jerry’s.
But that’s been postponed.
For obvious reasons.
On this day in history, the Titanic hit the infamous iceberg.
And the hits just keep on coming.
Oh, but it’s also National Gardening Day.
And Bob is building me a raised garden bed.
I knew I could find something good about today!
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Chocolate Gives Me a Migraine
The nice thing about being quarantined with a type one diabetic is that I can’t stress bake.
T1D has saved me from gaining tons of weight during this quarantine.
I’ve been stress reading instead.
Reading is 100% carb-free.
Who knew that type one diabetes could come in so handy?
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Online Relationship Advice
I was reading an article about online relationship advice
Bob begged me to stop reading it.
Or at least to stop reading it out loud.
But I carried on.
It was funny.
According to the article, we are in trouble.
The information seemed to be based entirely on social media breakups and badly-written romance novels.
It appeared to be written by a precocious middle schooler.
Bob continued to beg me to stop.
But I carried on.
Until I got to the line that urged him to “Stop being the one to fix things around the house.”
Excuse me?
I beg your pardon?
Oh, I don’t think so.
Bob has spent the quarantine fixing things around the house.
He’s detailed the cars.
He’s constructing flower beds.
He’s been knocking down wasp nests as fast as they are going up.
I finally agreed.
It’s time to stop reading this article about terrible relationship advice.
Go ahead, Bob.
Keep fixing things around the house.
I’ll be quiet now.
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I Took A Yoga Class
I took a yoga class online today.
Yoga made me realize a few new things about myself.
I learned that I am uncoordinated.
I learned that I have lousy balance.
I learned that I am impatient.
Yoga is so SLOW.
I found myself yelling at the screen, “Alright already, just move, move, MOVE!”
Yeah, I know, kinda like a drill sergeant.
My sister does yoga.
She is very good at it.
With no effort at all, she can fold herself into a lovely origami swan.
I have to admit, I did feel good after the class was done.
Maybe I’ll do it again.
However, I do need to be reasonable about this.
I’ll never achieve lovely origami swan status.
I need to set a more realistic goal.
Maybe I could strive for an origami drill sergeant.
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Tiger King
“What the heck is this Tiger King thing I keep seeing?” The Husband asked.
I laughed and laughed and laughed.
I explained Tiger King to him.
“You really watched that?” he asked, surprised.
I watched one episode, and I’ve seen the memes.
That’s all I need to know.
He assured me that if I annoy him during this quarantine, he will play Tiger King at full volume.
Hey, that’s MY threat.
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I Was Only Kidding
I swear, I was only kidding.
The Husband has never encased me in cement.
He’s never even threatened to encase me in cement.
The worst thing he has ever done is to roll his eyes at me.
Which is really, really, really annoying.
It makes me want to encase him in cement.
But I don’t know how to do it.
I would have to ask him to help me.
Actually, I would just sweet talk him into doing it himself.
He would probably say yes.
He always does.
But he would roll his eyes at me.
It’s a vicious cycle.
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This Quarantine is Making Me Paranoid
The Husband was on the phone in the other room.
He was laughing, and he was loud.
He was talking about encasing something in cement.
It will last forever.
This quarantine is making me paranoid.
I really, really, really hope he was not talking about me.