At Home: Day 37
I played bocce today for the first time in years. Two rounds. Lost them both. Had plenty of fun.
The weather was springlike. Sunny, breezy, no sign of yesterday’s snow.
I ate breakfast on the deck. Hung laundry on the line. Finished a book. We were all outside for nearly 8 hours straight. It could have been a rare spring Sunday with nothing on the calendar.
it wasn’t, of course.
I went for a long walk, wearing a face mask for the first time. I got used to it, but for the first mile or so I felt conspicuous, though most everyone I saw also was wearing a mask. And I found myself silently questioning those who were not.
Dinner was veggie dogs on the grill, not my domain, so I got the night off. I’ve had trouble finding veggie dogs and other veggie products, so these were a different brand than we usually have. They were fine. As a family we did not reach consensus around which brand is better.
Tomorrow, when I go back to the grocery store, I will buy what is available. I am trying to psych myself up. My list is longer than ever (and that’s saying something).
Today we watched a little bit of a press briefing with President Trump. But it was awful. He insults the reporters, tells the female reporters to stop raising their voices. He is the most despicable person to be at the helm. He spoke of everyone feeling that their lives were taken away, and I yelled at the television. “You took their lives away.” Shortly after that, I changed the channel. Of all the information I crave, none of it will come from him.
Total U.S. deaths topped 4,000 today.
Today the number of new cases in Massachusetts was about 1,700, which feels a lot better than the 2,200 from Friday. Total cases are approaching 40,000 in the state, and deaths are at 1,706. The governor says we are in the middle of the surge.
Other states are planning to begin reopening. This will most certainly result in more cases, more hospitalizations, more deaths.
I am feeling like I’ve already written much of this. The news is much the same from day to day.
I’m tired and sad and hope I can sleep. I know if I could get a good night’s sleep I would feel at least slightly less bereft. But despite the smile on my face as I played outside with the kids and my overall presentation of positivity and lightness, today I felt especially stuck, more and more as the day went on.
Tomorrow is Monday, and back to work. Plenty to do, less time for idle thoughts.
That’s all I have tonight.
Stay safe, everyone.