So. I fell asleep around 10:00 Tuesday night after putting myself to bed at 8:30. I considered it a small triumph. And I slept really well until the alarm went off at 2:15. I mean, deeply. Restfully. Uninterruptedly. It was bliss. I was sad to be awakened.
But I dragged myself up, stopped at the supermarket to fill my drinking water, and get a Big Mac combo from McD’s. Except the McD’s was closed. Ugh. I stopped at the 7-Eleven instead, which I was going to have to do sometime soon anyway to get a money order for the rent. Still, convenience store sandwiches are not nearly as lovely at 3:00 in the morning when you’re doing laundry as a Big Mac and some fries.
I forgot to bring my MiFi device with me, too. The first time I’ve done that since lockdown began, so I spent my time in the laundry reading an ebook on my laptop. It didn’t suck.
Unwilling to brave the ocean since I usually give it a couple of days to restore itself, I came right home after, and went to bed, remembering how wonderfully I slept last week when I did the same thing. It was not a repeat performance, but I slept okay.
Good thing, too, because work kind of killed me. I focused on getting this annual report done, this project I’ve been working on for more than a month (actually, in some ways, since May and June), whose original deadline was September 30. Yeah, it’s been bad. I worked until about midnight (on that and other tasks) and still had two things to do. So i went to bed, setting the alarm to give me three hours of sleep so I could get up early and finish things.
Yeah, it was a long, kind of crappy day, but I was glad to be productive. I did take a few breaks — I had to, so it wasn’t the worst day. It just wasn’t very nice.
Breakfast at the laundry was an egg salad sandwich and a tuna sandwich from 7-Eleven. I had it with a bottle of water. I had some hot dogs with ketchup, mustard, and sauerkraut for lunch. For dinner, I made the first of my planned (and shopped-for) meals, a baked ahi dish from the HBA family cookbook. It was okay, but I would much rather have just done a quick pan-fry with some lemon, butter, and capers. The point, however, was to make something new, and I did and I’m glad I took the time.
I texted my sister to pass along a message from my folks, then texted my niece too. Jennifer sent me another link I still haven’t checked, but I will as soon as I finish writing this and then finish some work. Vicky asked me if I knew anyone who might want to sit in on a Zoom info meeting for her MLM. I texted Ali to let her know that her former boss is leaving the company next month. Crush Girl and I traded a bunch of conversation related to her job.
My soundtrack Wednesday was mostly Van Halen’s final studio album, A Different Kind of Truth (2012). It’s not good but it doesn’t suck. Will spin it a few more times when I have time to focus. I also spun a few new albums from bands I’d never heard of before: Infera Bruo (black metal), Cryptic Shift (black metal), and Pallbearer (doom metal).
Oh! And I got my Prime Day order in the mail. Some new wireless headphones, which I’ll write about later. Of course I broke them in with a spin of Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon. Heavenly. Delightful.
Don’t forget to reach out if you need someone to connect with. These are the pandemic days of our lives. Don’t spend them lost, disconnected, or alone. Every day you’re not contributing to the health crisis is a day you’re doing something good. But you don’t have to do it alone. Unless you’re Jennifer and I keep forgetting to look at your links!