CoronaVirus Self-Isolation Week 8

Nothing much new this week, except I got to walk further than I have previously been allowed (reasonably close to home with dogs).  Now, we’re allowed to go one kilometer from home, but I went closer to 4.  If the cops stop me, I’ll plead ignorance.  I listen to podcasts while I walk, mostly “This American Life.”  If I don’t have something playing, my mind starts to wander and that isn’t good right now.  At the house, I keep it under control with my word games and jigsaw puzzles.

I ordered a guitar from Amazon.  I bought one a year or two before I retired, but I never found time to try to re-learn how to play.  I figure I have time now and I think it will make me feel like I’m accomplishing something, if I actually do it.  Maybe before I leave I can record something for you.  Ha!

I said in an earlier post that I was doing my hair and make-up every other day.  Well…that didn’t last.  Besides becoming lazier as this goes on, I’m also becoming more accustomed to seeing myself without makeup.  At one point in my life I wouldn’t have gone to the 7/11 without makeup.  My how times have changed.  Fuck it.

No Makeup\\\

Besides the obvious need for attention to my hair, my toes are in dire shape.  I took extreme measures last night and gave them a bath in olive oil, due to a lack of anything else!  It helped, but they smelled oddly and were very slippery for a while.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3 thoughts on “CoronaVirus Self-Isolation Week 8

  1. i’m still laughing at your oddly smelling toes. necessity is the mother of, as they say. they’re opening about everything up here. it’s politics, not science. i’m going to continue doing telehealth with my patients until the numbers are going down. and i remember some of those makeup days! moisturizer is my friend these days.

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  2. Having pretty much worn nothing but shorts and t-shirts for the last couple of months, I’ve wondered about a permanent change to all of our lifestyles/grooming habits coming out of this.

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