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Week 2 1/2 of Iso
Apr. 7th, 2020 02:32 pmIf someone were to find my diaries and try to reread history through my eyes, they would be so disappointed: my entries continue to consist of minutia and handwringing.
I have kept to my usual work-at-home routine, which consists of getting up in the morning, making coffee, reading news, reading email, and then working on projects with breaks for social media and chores.
We have largely concluded Spring Cleaning 2020--by "we" I mostly mean "Scott" who did the heavy lifting on a lot of it. ("But I helped!" she said in a shake&bake child's voice.) But our house is pretty much cleaner than it was when we moved in, and we have reclaimed both the living room and the basement from the madness that was the neverending kitchen reno. (And once again, thank the GODS they finished before the shelter-in-place order came through. I can't imagine having to go through iso with only a microwave, a toaster oven, and a utility sink. Yeek!)
We did live large over the weekend: We got dinner delivery to mark our 15th anniversary! (15 years since our first date, 12 years since our wedding.) We ate warm pasta out of plastic containers, but it was really GOOD warm pasta, and gods all willing our favorite restaurants will come out of this.
I finished a couple of projects that needed revisions and sent them back to their respective homes. I need to start writing new stuff as I have deadlines in the middle and end of summer.
I worry about my productivity and "wasting time" while I'm at home, because I'm an idiot. Someone on social media said that anxious little voice is "The capitalism talking," which is not wrong. But it's also my self-esteem which has always been bound up in being the Good Student, and the Good Scholar, and all that, and really I wish my brain wasn't an asshole sometimes.
I have kept to my usual work-at-home routine, which consists of getting up in the morning, making coffee, reading news, reading email, and then working on projects with breaks for social media and chores.
We have largely concluded Spring Cleaning 2020--by "we" I mostly mean "Scott" who did the heavy lifting on a lot of it. ("But I helped!" she said in a shake&bake child's voice.) But our house is pretty much cleaner than it was when we moved in, and we have reclaimed both the living room and the basement from the madness that was the neverending kitchen reno. (And once again, thank the GODS they finished before the shelter-in-place order came through. I can't imagine having to go through iso with only a microwave, a toaster oven, and a utility sink. Yeek!)
We did live large over the weekend: We got dinner delivery to mark our 15th anniversary! (15 years since our first date, 12 years since our wedding.) We ate warm pasta out of plastic containers, but it was really GOOD warm pasta, and gods all willing our favorite restaurants will come out of this.
I finished a couple of projects that needed revisions and sent them back to their respective homes. I need to start writing new stuff as I have deadlines in the middle and end of summer.
I worry about my productivity and "wasting time" while I'm at home, because I'm an idiot. Someone on social media said that anxious little voice is "The capitalism talking," which is not wrong. But it's also my self-esteem which has always been bound up in being the Good Student, and the Good Scholar, and all that, and really I wish my brain wasn't an asshole sometimes.
