I went to the grocery today for flour and distilled water, and I cannot believe how stressful it was. I'm still vibrating with anxiety, all self-inflicted.
I made Matilda walk with me to Trader Joe's where we had to wait in line (spaced out) to get inside. One woman there FREAKED that I walked too close to her. Like four feet away instead of the suggested six.
At the farmstand this morning the line had very polite 6-foot gaps in between each family group.
Job~ma, Dana!
Welp, warehouse is closed and we're cancelling orders, so that's fun. Have not seen the revised statement from the managing director yet, I'm assuming I'll still be working on Monday until told differently...
I am going to leave the house for the first time since Sunday and pick up dinner down the street.
So very sorry, Jessica. Peace to all who love her.
Haha haha the warehouse is reopening on Monday everything we did today was maybe unnecessary. Well. I do appreciate my boss telling us now and not Sunday night or Monday morning, I guess.
Whole Foods order update: Seven items unavailable, five of them had substitutes available that I was willing to accept.
So, when I talked to my mom yesterday she mentioned that when she was out and about it seemed like everyone she saw when she went out for a walk or whatever was no only staying 6 feet away but not smiling or being friendly at all. Which seemed kind of odd. But I haven't been out at all, so I had no data to compare. So I went out just now to pick up dinner, and I drove because I'm lazy so I really didn't have a chance to interact with anyone but the person who gave me food (I don't think it was the chef, I've met her before and I think I would recognize her, but someone from the restaurant who came out with my bag) and I found it weirdly hard not to lean in and touch her on the arm or something when I took my bag. I never thought I was a touchy-feely person, but I guess I am?
This post brought to you by: maybe that's enough wine for this hour?
My condolences to you and your family, Jessica.