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Time is a Slippery Fish
May. 16th, 2020 11:28 amTime's really getting away from me these days. Howzit mid-May already? All this (CV) seems to have gone on forever, yet it was just mid-March a blink of an eye ago. Time flies, except when it seems frozen. Basically, I only really know that time's passed because I must re-fill my weekly pill-box on Sundays, and at some point I start running out of undies so laundry needs doing.
Hard to believe it's been two (2) months since I late ate in a restaurant. (Had a Cibo dinner date on 03/16/20, the last day PDX/OR restaurants were allowed to be open for regular table-service.) Now, though, with things re-opening to some extent, matters feel really scary. Yeah, I'm incredibly privileged and lucky, so I can continue avoiding the world for far longer than most. I'll keep ordering food To Go from a few local fave spots in an effort to keep them going - and to supplement my increased cooking. But there's no frakkin' way I'll go shopping for anything other than groceries (every 3 weeks or so rather than every couple of days) for...months, most likely. I drive to hardware stores at least once/week, but let the BF do the shopping there (like he lets me handle the groceries).
Anyway, dunno where I was going with this. I'm coping, some days less well than others, but basically doing okay. I dunno when I last spent this much time in a row sleeping at home, without traveling further than Forest Park for weekly hikes (with additional multiple times/week walkies at Mt Tabor). Nearly a decade, mostly likely, after my last big break-up, when I fell down a rabbit hole of self-doubt and recrimination and barely left the house for chunks o time.
Hope you're doing okay. *virtual hugs to those who want 'em*
Hard to believe it's been two (2) months since I late ate in a restaurant. (Had a Cibo dinner date on 03/16/20, the last day PDX/OR restaurants were allowed to be open for regular table-service.) Now, though, with things re-opening to some extent, matters feel really scary. Yeah, I'm incredibly privileged and lucky, so I can continue avoiding the world for far longer than most. I'll keep ordering food To Go from a few local fave spots in an effort to keep them going - and to supplement my increased cooking. But there's no frakkin' way I'll go shopping for anything other than groceries (every 3 weeks or so rather than every couple of days) for...months, most likely. I drive to hardware stores at least once/week, but let the BF do the shopping there (like he lets me handle the groceries).
Anyway, dunno where I was going with this. I'm coping, some days less well than others, but basically doing okay. I dunno when I last spent this much time in a row sleeping at home, without traveling further than Forest Park for weekly hikes (with additional multiple times/week walkies at Mt Tabor). Nearly a decade, mostly likely, after my last big break-up, when I fell down a rabbit hole of self-doubt and recrimination and barely left the house for chunks o time.
Hope you're doing okay. *virtual hugs to those who want 'em*
