Glad you didn't hurt yourself too badly, Consuela. Enjoy getting away!

That sounds very sweaty and rather frustrating, minus-t!

Yes, well, hence the plans to just mulch the whole thing. That will be a lot of work also but I won't have to do it all again every couple of weeks! I hope.

Since the pandemic started, it seems like I've spent the bulk of my time doing dishes, yet dirty dishes pile up in my sink until there are no clean dishes left in my apartment. How is this possible?

Not eating out! It is a burden. I just finished doing a bunch of dishes, again.

Although I have to say I got take out last night and was not comfortable at all. There was separation at the bar - two single individuals and then 2 couples. They were all 6' or more apart so they WERE YELLING at each other to converse. No masks of course. People wore them when they walked in, but once they got food and drink they took them off. The owner's granddaughter (maybe 15) was walking in and out of the building, in and out of the kitchen, and I never saw her wear a mask. In NY they have to buy food to get drinks so the bar menu was things like 10 fries for a buck, 1 chicken finger for a buck and so forth. I won't be going back.

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday erin_o!

There are only dishes that need washing and dishes that will soon need washing.

Yikes, Laura! Well, now you know. Hope no harm was done in the short time you were there...

My mulch has been delivered, hooray! Decided I'm not doing more yard work until tomorrow, mostly because of how long the new battery will take to charge, so I came in and showered and am lying down wondering if I can find the wherewithal to get dressed again to see if I can spot the comet from somewhere nearby, pretty sure this is a drive out of town situation.

Hope no harm was done in the short time you were there...

Oh I stayed well away from them and masked. But yeah, lesson learned.

eta: yes, I think you have to be well away from city lights to see the comet.

Not my normal Saturday. I volunteered with other people from my department to work a food distribution center today. We gave out over 100 boxes of food in 2 hours. It is HOT here today, HOT AND HUMID. I stank like stank.

I stopped at a plant place and a grocery and drug store on the way home, was starving when I got home so quickly ordered take out from the place 1 block away, got it and went in to the local drug store for 2 things I forgot at the other one. I still need to get a filter for the HVAC, but that is not happening today.

Since being home I watched S2 of Fleabag - I finished S1 last night - I had stopped after ep 2 when I last watched it.

Now I am watching S1 of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel which I had stopped after ep 1 because I found everyone really annoying.

I quit Prime, so I have until the end of this month to cram in as much as possible. I am doing Amazon original content first.

Happy Birthday erin.

glad nothing is broken or sprained - Consuela.

We had to fly back to Brazil before our Visa expired. Definitely not the safest feeling experience. The flight from Minneapolis to Houston was a little under half full and felt okay, but the Houston international terminal was quite busy and crowded, especially in the few restaurants that were open, and the Brazil flight was basically full. I definitely slept even worse than normal.

For the Brazil flight we had to present a doctor's note stating we were certified Covid free (negative test received Monday) but the many Brazilian citizens on board did no it have to do that. So hopefully we made it through uninfected.

Today was the first day of our deep quarantine and it's so hard to look out he window at beautiful Sao Paulo weather (56 - 76 temps today and sunny) and not go out... Still, at least everything can be delivered easily. We got not one but TWO grocery deliveries today.

Gris, I worry about y'all! Brazil is one of the few places that seems to be determined to fuck shit up as much as we are back home! Which I guess means you're going from threat level shitty to threat level shitty? but how much consolation is that, really?