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A couple of weeks ago I said to BC, "You know, as an extreme introvert with social anxiety and a mild case of vertigo-induced agoraphobia, I am probably uniquely qualified to manage an extended quarantine without any negative repercussions."
That may have been a slight exaggeration. I mean I definitely have some Feelings going on around the fact that this is happening exactly a year after Darrell died from the flu. You know, a respiratory virus that we actually have a vaccine for that large numbers of people won't actually vaccinate themselves against. But I'm pretty sure I'd be having Feelings regardless of the existence of the current plague, so. You know.
I could also really do without my friends and family getting sick. So if the universe could just jot that one down, I'd really appreciate it.
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I am still employed, working, and earning income. Axel is making more money not being able to work than he did when he was working in the "gig economy". Capitalism is so broken.
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The 1.5 hours per day I used to spend commuting is now spent exercising instead. Which is awesome for my serotonin levels. After years of not really leaving my house I suddenly feel like I have all the spoons and energy needed to be able to go out and spend time with people I miss.
Irony, no?
The corollary to that is that commuting time used to be when I did my reading and Spanish lessons, so I basically haven't touched them in a month. Not sure how to slot them back in. Maybe when the executor shit is done with.
I also decided to try my hand at growing vegetables from seeds and it's practically a Stephen King short story in here, WHERE DID ALL THE GREEN SHIT COME FROM I have never been able to keep a plant alive for more than a couple of weeks in my life before and now I am drowning in the damn things. I'm going to start putting extra plants in the Free Library because there is no way my backyard has room for all this. I honestly expected half of them to die before taking over my entire house.
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None of my work has actually gone away, everything is just harder and takes longer. I have had to un-sub from a couple of mailing lists who kept sending me chirpy "Things to do while you're bored!" emails. (I'm looking at you NaNoWriMo.) Not surprisingly I don't react well to the message that everybody in the world is on vacation except me, regardless of how bullshit I know it is.
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Hangin' in there. Hoping you are too.
That may have been a slight exaggeration. I mean I definitely have some Feelings going on around the fact that this is happening exactly a year after Darrell died from the flu. You know, a respiratory virus that we actually have a vaccine for that large numbers of people won't actually vaccinate themselves against. But I'm pretty sure I'd be having Feelings regardless of the existence of the current plague, so. You know.
I could also really do without my friends and family getting sick. So if the universe could just jot that one down, I'd really appreciate it.
**
I am still employed, working, and earning income. Axel is making more money not being able to work than he did when he was working in the "gig economy". Capitalism is so broken.
**
The 1.5 hours per day I used to spend commuting is now spent exercising instead. Which is awesome for my serotonin levels. After years of not really leaving my house I suddenly feel like I have all the spoons and energy needed to be able to go out and spend time with people I miss.
Irony, no?
The corollary to that is that commuting time used to be when I did my reading and Spanish lessons, so I basically haven't touched them in a month. Not sure how to slot them back in. Maybe when the executor shit is done with.
I also decided to try my hand at growing vegetables from seeds and it's practically a Stephen King short story in here, WHERE DID ALL THE GREEN SHIT COME FROM I have never been able to keep a plant alive for more than a couple of weeks in my life before and now I am drowning in the damn things. I'm going to start putting extra plants in the Free Library because there is no way my backyard has room for all this. I honestly expected half of them to die before taking over my entire house.
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None of my work has actually gone away, everything is just harder and takes longer. I have had to un-sub from a couple of mailing lists who kept sending me chirpy "Things to do while you're bored!" emails. (I'm looking at you NaNoWriMo.) Not surprisingly I don't react well to the message that everybody in the world is on vacation except me, regardless of how bullshit I know it is.
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Hangin' in there. Hoping you are too.