Day 11

How is everyone today?  I hope all healthy and staying put, following all the guidelines. I have to report today that this sheltering in place, along with having to be a regular Betty Crocker or June Cleaver, has taken a toll on me and my roommate.  We are currently in separate corners and the temperature in here is running high, and I don’t mean in a fever way. I just can’t do it anymore, you start cooking and cleaning and the next thing you know they expect to have this service every day. I told my Mom that way back then, when she wanted me to “take care of” my husband. I just didn’t want him get used to it and for over 40 years he didn’t. Now two weeks into this quarantine and all I hear is what’s for breakfast, lunch and dinner?  Is the laundry done yet and did you take out the trash?  He thinks because he has been my techie all these years and been at my beck and call, that this is pay back.  I started looking for apartments today or better yet maybe an assisted living that supplies all your meals.  I wonder if those places have a bar.  Oh wait he doesn’t really drink much, so he will be fine and I am sure he can make friends fast when he shows off all his technical skills.  Because I am really all nicely settled here and I am not going to be the one that has to leave.  Today I have taped off the area in our one room loft, and the only two way path is to the bathroom and the kitchen which been divided, he can have the dishwasher. I knew things were going to get tough living in this small space under quarantine but I didn’t expect it to go south so quickly. I have been trying to be quiet watching shows on my IPad, with earphones, and keeping the TV off but not appreciated. I mentioned wasn’t it nice that I kept the TV off most of the time and he said it’s on all the time, so if he didn’t notice. What’s the point?  I only watch it from like 2am till 5 or 6 am before Morning Joe comes on, but now I am snoozing right through this because it is always the same news.  Today I decided to make blueberry pancakes which I always make when the grandkids stay over, but offered them up to my roommate, as maybe his last meal at the hands of a crazed woman, who is putting all his stuff in garbage bags in the storage unit downstairs.  Just waiting for the call back from a few places for his new home.  April Fools!!!!

Honestly I bet most of you were not falling for it and it was even hard to write, imagine putting out this sainted one. How does the saying go, I may be stupid but I am not crazy, no wait it’s I may be crazy but not stupid. I mix these up a lot I remember once yelling form my deck in the suburbs as my daughter was taking her younger brother to a concert, now remember don’t smoke any beer and drink any pot.  They waved and said sure mom we got that down, no worries. I would have had to have totally lost it, to think I could survive another month of quarantine without my personal techie, and of course my mad love. I even just ordered a new grill pan specifically to use on an induction stove, because I am sure the inferior ones I have been using are holding me back, and keeping me from achieving greatness in my culinary pursuits. I am going to start on a delicious dinner tonight, and under normal times he would have come home and said it must be April fools, because dinner is on the table. But we all know these are not normal times, so smoke em if you got em.

Just sayin…………….