We did not have rubber bands so I got hair ties I thought they would be more comfortable. What I've found is having small ears makes it hard to have glasses and anything else.

I had to go back to Wal Mart because the headset didn't work but found one I liked better and this seems to have better noise cancelling I think.

Dammit, I tried to order a puzzle from my local bookstore for my mother for her birthday, but they don't actually have it in stock. Not sure why this is the thing putting me over the edge, but it is!

I think we're all stressed to the point that our resilience is not what it usually is.

I have a Botox appointment Thursday, and my neuro's office has called me, emailed me directly, and sent a message to the portal about COVID stuff. I GOT IT.

FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.

FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.

Yay! We are almost done and those things are worth their weight in gold!

Timelies all!

Another day at home, trying to work. At least Gary was successful with his Target run, and we now have a 12 pack of toilet paper.

On my way to the grocery recently, I passed a woman carrying a gallon jug of chlorine bleach and a 12-pack of toilet paper. I congratulated her on a successful hunt.

I have a 1,000-piece puzzle I would love to start but nowhere to put it. WOE.

FYI - the Post Office Shop has puzzles.

Ooh, puzzles and a sheet or two of stamps = funding the USPS!

msbelle, you are still--and ever--the nicest.

H scored two rolls of shop towels and we had a new bag of rubber bands, so he's been making us DIY masks, with paperclip nose pieces. They work great, actually filter more than an actual paper towel, certainly more than a single-layer cloth mask. So far I've only needed mask to sign necessary documents before a notary, gloves too. And gloves to unpack stuff coming into the house from Elsewhere.

He's doing grocery runs twice a week in the early, elder hours, and so far we've found what we needed. I'm aware shortages are a-comin' and we're bulking up food and dried foods as we can. We've always kept a good basic pantry (easy now that we have an actual, you know, pantry!) and rotate stuff out as we use it. The onus is gonna fall on him, though. I'd rather chew cardboard and leave him the canned beets.

The last two days he's been clearing up our garden containers and planters, carrying off the dead stalks, leaves, and roots. The Green Team (yard waste weekly pickup) isn't working this year b/c pandemic, but they've left a trailer for people to bring their yard waste, and the truck will drop off loads at the civic reuse center when the trailer's full. He also collected and put the pots shattered by freeze and thaw in the garbage. While he's been working a steady stream (okay, maybe three an hour) of neighbors have stopped on their walks to stand six to eight feet away and talk gardening, or really, anything, just to communicate with a friendly face. He worked on the beds between our yards with the neighbor next door--both sides. So he's getting his socialization on, and I'm trying to write. It works out.

We're being mindful of our diet, when both of us would happily subsist on homemade pizza and mac&cheese. Smaller servings, which can only be healthier for us, and more produce while we have access to it.

I'm not a big shopper, but I really miss browsing, seeing and touching pretty things. And we've been blessed here with good weather, so scenic drives are always a cabin-fever antidote.

I could wish you all as pleasant and minimal-trouble quarrantine.