dragonlady7

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so I went in to work briefly on Monday, and with the manager’s approval, brought home a VCR and the little digitizing machine, and several boxes of VHS tapes that were waiting for me to get to them this week. So i’m running VHS transfer orders, which ties me to the kitchen table. But that’s fine because I also am doing all the cooking and all the dishes and all the cleaning– the kitchen had not been cleaned in the week during which I was away either, so there’s a lot– and so I’ve been tied to the kitchen all day anyway.

I also did a huge grocery shopping trip, since I tested negative for COVID again but who knows if that’ll last, and there’s fucking nothing in the house. Like I picked up a few things at the farm but all the staples I rely on, we’ve run low on stock and Dude does all the grocery shopping and is fucking allergic to the concept of stocking up. He will buy whatever is on the list, but he won’t like, use the last jar of pasta sauce, think to himself “we use this in unplanned meals all the time and it’s shelf-stable, I should get more”. No, it’s when it’s fallen to me to save the day by coming up with a meal when we’ve got nothing planned, and I’m like I know, spaghetti, and he’s like oh I used up the sauce and we have no more.

BUY MORE

anyway. I did make a list of Always Check If We Have This And If Not, Buy It a while ago, and he’s good about that, but there always wind up being things like…. spaghetti… blease why don’t we have any spaghetti in this house a box is shelf-stable for like ten years just buy more of it if you don’t know if we have any.

Anyhow. I went to two different grocery stores and dropped three figures at each one, which didn’t feel great, but now we Have Shit, so if i get sick too and we can’t leave the house, we can have food.

(Do we have local friends who could shop for us? You’d think so, but Dude never speaks to any of his family, not for any reason, but he doesn’t, so there’s nobody we’re on the kind of terms of “hey we both have COVID, can you run to Wegmans and get these five things for us?” Nope! Sigh.)

So, anyway, I’ve done about two hours’ worth of shopping, two hours’ worth of dishes and cleaning, an hour of laundry, and six hours’ worth of video transfers.

And I cooked three meals. And the last one looked like this:

Someone said “breakfast for dinner” and I was seized by a Sudden Mighty Need for waffles, so I made waffles and breakfast sausage, and topped it with whipped cream from a can and some fresh strawberries and some frozen blueberries because i deserve that.

But the thing that’s really getting to me is that I’m lonely.

I got Dude isolated in the spare bedroom, which has a back door that goes out onto the sunporch out back, which acts as our summertime living room. So he’s there, it’s comfortable, he has a bed, a desk, a couch, and a table, it’s right next to the bathroom so he doesn’t have to walk past me, and he’s fully 100% isolated from the kitchen so I can do all that work in there without needing to wear a mask.

But it means I can’t see him or hear him. And it means I can’t talk to him. We did a video chat at one point, but his throat is so sore he can’t really speak. And mostly when we hang out, we hang out quietly, just next to each other on the couch, and he’ll show me videos and things, and I’ll read him things I find that are funny. It’s hard to do that over video chat.

Last week was my week away from him. Next week will be my week away from him. This week, it sucks to have him locked away in a different room and we can’t see or hear each other. It’s a lot! And I hate it. And I’m getting annoyed and tired, always doing the cooking and the cleaning and the shopping, and just carrying him a tray of food and getting back a tray of dishes left on the hallway floor. it gets old. It’s sad. and I’m just.

Well I’m tired.

But I don’t have the plague so I guess I’ll take it. :/ (Your picture was not posted)