queenbookwench

Soooo....I haven't posted in awhile ;).

I look back at my day 10 post, and the precautions that I found so onerous and hard to get used to before, now just seem normal.

I own several masks and feel like something of a mask connoisseur--if anyone needs ordering recs I am happy to supply them. I have a mini-trash can in the foyer for depositing them when I first come inside, and an established cleaning routine for when I enter the house from outside. My handwashing song is still "Barrett's Privateers" by Stan Rogers most of the time, and I hope that COVID-19 won't have ruined it for me.

My main concerns are that I will get complacent and slip up, especially when I have to go back to working from not-home and don't have as much time. This isn't going to happen for a while, fortunately, as the local government which governs my employment just announced a pushed-back reopen date of June 8th. All to the good as far as I'm concerned.

My emotions are a whole other post that I don't know that I actually want to make; the touch starvation, especially, has been super real lately. I worry about family members who live in a less-cautious Red state, and I myself have had a couple of thankfully non-virus-related health scares, the most concerning of which is the two tooth extractions I have to have (well, I've done one now) because of failed root canals. Super fun times!

On the other hand, I find myself much more aware of the shifts in the season as I go on my almost daily walks--what's done blooming, what's just starting, which birds are hanging out. I take a lot of pictures of flowers, and I have learned that bluejays are awful teases, because they will get into such photogenic poses and then immediately fly off once I reach for my phone. Today I saw a fox trot right across a neighborhood street in the middle of the day!