the plague diaries: Day Two
Feb. 25th, 2024 01:02 pmTested negative this morning. So far so good.
I took all the pill stuff, and sprayed the stinging stuff up my nose, and dropped the goopy stuff in my eyes, and rinsed my mouth with the minty stuff. I ran the portable HVAC next to the head of my bed last night and have it sitting on my desk next to me while I eat breakfast. The biggest challenge is food prep - I've been washing my plates before I use them, but I still have to actually make my meals in the kitchen (KITCHEN!) which is right next to the room where they are sleeping on the couch. With no separating door.
This is one way that climate change is doing me a solid, I've had all the windows open during the day and it's warm enough that I can get away with it.
Meanwhile, I took this week off work so I could sort my kitchen and I figure, well, I might as well. So I masked up and threw open all the windows and scrubbed out all the cupboards and shelves. My left knee still won't bend all the way (and it's VERY unhappy about all the walking I did for the last two days) and at least once I got stuck on the floor for a while when I got down to mop out a lower drawer and then couldn't figure out how to get back up again. (I figured it out eventually, obviously. It involved some incantations of the four-letter variety.)
Today I will start opening up boxes and see what I've got in there. I gotta tell you, I have a mighty desire to buy new cookware. Especially since I suspect a lot of my old pots won't work on the induction stove.
Maybe I should have a kitchen-warming party. Bring a pot! That should work out in my favour either way, right?
I took all the pill stuff, and sprayed the stinging stuff up my nose, and dropped the goopy stuff in my eyes, and rinsed my mouth with the minty stuff. I ran the portable HVAC next to the head of my bed last night and have it sitting on my desk next to me while I eat breakfast. The biggest challenge is food prep - I've been washing my plates before I use them, but I still have to actually make my meals in the kitchen (KITCHEN!) which is right next to the room where they are sleeping on the couch. With no separating door.
This is one way that climate change is doing me a solid, I've had all the windows open during the day and it's warm enough that I can get away with it.
Meanwhile, I took this week off work so I could sort my kitchen and I figure, well, I might as well. So I masked up and threw open all the windows and scrubbed out all the cupboards and shelves. My left knee still won't bend all the way (and it's VERY unhappy about all the walking I did for the last two days) and at least once I got stuck on the floor for a while when I got down to mop out a lower drawer and then couldn't figure out how to get back up again. (I figured it out eventually, obviously. It involved some incantations of the four-letter variety.)
Today I will start opening up boxes and see what I've got in there. I gotta tell you, I have a mighty desire to buy new cookware. Especially since I suspect a lot of my old pots won't work on the induction stove.
Maybe I should have a kitchen-warming party. Bring a pot! That should work out in my favour either way, right?