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COVID-19 Chronicles: Days 41 – 46

I am not an idiot.  I watch the news.  I ordered my face masks, and one has been delivered.  I know that this shit is real.  But I have been fortunate, in that personally, other than working from home and not being able to move around as freely as I have been in the past, but it has affected me, personally, very little.

Until this week.

This week Ormsby was laid off due to the virus.  And you know what’s ridiculous?  I’m not even surprised.  His industry has been hit very hard by the whole thing, and honestly I’ve been surprised that he’s been able to hold out this long.  Most others in his industry lost their jobs – or began not being able to find freelance opportunities – months ago.  In a way he’s been lucky… and it’s shitty to call all this lucky.  I do not know what he will do – he has a place of his own, a lease he can’t break, and even if he could… well… my apartment isn’t big enough for two people and (as awful as it is to say this, I know), I kind of am enjoying having a space of my own again.  He’ll file for unemployment and then… I don’t know… I guess no one knows anything.

I still have my job, and we are as busy as ever.  That’s a good thing.

They tested one of my cousins for the virus yesterday.  Thankfully that test came back negative.  But it was another reminder that I’ve been fortunate (and continue to be fortunate) when other families – some I’ve known since I was a small child – have not been.

I’m sorry.  I know I’ve been trying to put a positive spin on all of this… and I’ll keep trying to do that.  I guess everyone gets an off day once in a while.

Florida’s governor has decided to try Phase I of reopening.  I am personally going to continue to self-isolate for a while longer.  I want to see what happens as things get back to normal… I am not convinced that this is done, and I think, if anything, reopening this soon may make it worse.  In fact, I am more likely, now, to start doing grocery delivery, whereas I haven’t resorted to that yet.

Good Stuff That Happened:

My Build-A-Bear Baby Yoda (ok, ok “The Child”) arrived today.  The Star Wars collection that graces my living room now has its own Baby Yoda shelf.  The action figures I preordered should ship later this month.

I think Ormsby and I are going to turn my apartment into a photo studio this weekend to start working on a new portfolio for me.  It’ll keep his mind off of it, and give me a boost, now that I’m moving more normally again.

Today begins Children’s Week in WoW.  It’s a special in-game holiday for me, because it also marks 12 years since I first was introduced to the game.  Happy WoW-versary to me.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a book to write.  Or maybe just an in-game achievement to go for.

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COVID-19 Chronicles Days 30 – 36

Well, I finally did it.  Four baking sessions later, and I finally found the perfect sourdough loaf… it’s got the flavor I was looking for, but it’s also soft.  Like, soft enough that you can use it for sandwiches.  And it doesn’t crumble.

Having finally found THE ONE, I sent the recipe to my mom for both the starter and the bread so that she could go to town.

When I was a kid, my family would go to this little restaurant in town (the only one for a while) and have dinner together… usually with my grandmother in tow, too, after her weekly hair appointment.  The food was good, home-cooked food… you could get a cheeseburger if you wanted one, and I probably got one quite a bit at first, but I think I remember that my go-to was the grilled cheese and french fries.  Anyway, the woman who owned it baked pies and sold slices in the store.  Big, heaping, meringue-covered pies along with fruit pies… my favorite was her peanut butter meringue.  I had a slice every single week until I went to college.

The restaurant closed several years ago, and she retired.  No one took it over, so the recipes were, I thought, lost forever.  But, never being satisfied with the word “no” I decided to try to hack it back in the mid-2000’s… and after a few flops and failures, I finally figured it out.  I don’t make it often… it’s really more or less for special occasions or when I need some comfort food… but I figured COVID and the social isolation I’ve been doing for a really long time now is as good a reason to make one as any (and I happened to have a spare pie crust).

That was exactly the comfort food I needed.

Anyway, enough about food.  In other news:

My county back home saw its first COVID death.  I didn’t know the man, but my father taught with him back toward the beginning of his career.  The man was in a nursing home, and I hear that several other patients there (and some of the staff) have also contracted it, though the other person there that I know seems to be getting over it now.

My parents still do not leave their house for any reason except to get pre-ordered groceries, which they now just let them load into the car.  They don’t even roll down the windows to say that substitutions are okay.  Given dad’s asthma, that’s really the best move, I think, even though I know it is hard for them to be away from the grandkids.

My family is still healthy.  I have a slight, dry cough and had a small fever, but I don’t think it’s COVID… probably more to do with allergies or a sinus infection since it’s accompanied by sneezing and seems to be fine if I take Benadryl.  I haven’t asked to be tested, but, then, I haven’t been around anyone or done anything and I am certainly not sick enough to warrant a trip to the doctor.

The curfew in Hillsborough County got rescinded, and the mask addendum did not pass.  I bought some masks but they aren’t here yet (with my luck they’ll probably get delivered after this whole thing is over), so I try to move quickly through grocery stores if/when I have to be there.  For the record, I don’t understand why people have now decided that wearing a masks makes you invincible in places like the grocery store.  Like, when this thing first got started, people were moving through those lanes like I’d not seen… well.. ever.  Then the masks came out and now, people who wear them meander through the aisles like it’s really a life and death decision about whether they want the original flavored fruit snacks or the tropical ones.  Or they stand there texting.  Or reading Facebook.  Or whatever they do.  I really want to scream, “DON’T YOU PEOPLE KNOW THAT YOUR MASK IS NOT A FUCKING SHIELD??!!” as I walk through the grocery, but I don’t.

Stuff I’m Celebrating:

  • Pie.  And homemade sandwich bread.
  • The first of the pre-ordered Baby Yoda (okay, okay, The Child) arrived. He is fabulous.
  • I was one of the lucky ones, when the Build a Bear ones got released, and managed to get one of the Baby Yoda toys before they sold out.  I mean, it is probably going to be months before I actually see him in person, but I am congratulating myself on my ability to move on that quickly.  So yes… I “secured the asset.”
  • Also, my fiance is a professional photographer with commercial experience.  That means photos of the food I make are usually well staged and of professional quality (as long as he’s here when I am making them)… even if taken on an iPhone.  That also means that my portfolio updates don’t have to have a massive pause button even though the rest of the rest of the world has basically stopped moving… we’ll be turning my apartment into a photo studio soon.