Oops! I missed another day of logging. Yesterday was day five and I let the day go by without writing a single word. Instead I surfed the net. I spent way too many hours looking at photos of celebrities and their children. It is a matter of being sucked in by a headline on an article that read “Robert Redford’s Beautiful Daughter” or some such thing. I must have looked at two hundred people before Redford came up, and was I disappointed. His daughter was not ugly, but she wasn’t gorgeous, she was ordinary.
Between that waste of time, I spent a few minutes replacing art work that I had taken down during the floor refinishing process. I read the last thirty pages of my book, and spent an hour working on my new intarsia project. The best thing I did all day was to go for my walk. I watched the Governor’s press conference where he announced that the Illinois will be on lockdown beginning Saturday.
After supper, I enjoyed a brief text session with a friend while we conducted a Virtual Happy Hour. I drank Scotch and she sipped an exotic chocolate-cherry liqueur. We traded photos as proof of our activity.
Today, day six, has begun a little better. I folded my clothes, made my bed, concocted a KETO breakfast and moved some more furniture back into place. The remainder of the day I will spend in my workshop grinding on wood to remove all that does not look like a rose.
So far, my days in self quarantine are not much different than my normal days. Since I don’t have a partner to take care of I waste time and become bored. Except, I can’t go to the library (closed), or church (closed), or the grocery store (don’t need anything). What is different is that I am using the dishwasher more often and I set it on sanitize. Same holds true for the clothes washer.
I can’t get over how people complain about not having masks and gloves in hospitals. This morning I watched a news bit about a lady whose mission it is to make up kits with masks, gloves and sanitizer. She donates these to health care workers. I missed the part about where she gets her supplies.
Many people are in panic mode and buy their important needs to the point of absurdity. A friend sent me a photo of a lady with a rather huge derriere loading her SUV with jumbo packs of toilet paper. The truck was loaded and she still had a couple of shopping carts full of TP to load. Who needs that much stuff? Then I watched a video by the History Guy explaining the history of toilet paper.
The History Guy: A Brief History of Toilet Paper
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It seems TP is a relatively new invention. This history goes back to ancient Greek and Roman times. The best part is the story about King Henry the VII who employed a special officer of the court to keep his butt wiped and clean all the time. Think about that the next time you feel your job is terrible.
I must clarify why I am in self-imposed quarantine. I have not come in contact with anyone who has been exposed to the corona virus. I don’t know anyone who has been exposed. I am just being a good citizen of Illinois trying to do my part to squash this terrible scourge.
Read up on the virus. It’s DNA does not come from humans therefore our bodies do not have any resistance to corona at all. Virologists have little history to go by when trying to develop a vaccine. Talk about getting a problem with a blank history this is it. Yesterday I read a news bit about how long the virus lives on different surfaces. It sounded like the study was developed in that last two weeks. If you want to kill the virus fast you must clad everything to own in copper. Corona virus does not like copper at all, but It loves stainless steel. Thank God I don’t have stainless steel appliances. The virus can live on stainless the longest.
After proof reading my words above, I’ve decided I really didn’t waste all of my time yesterday, I rather entertained myself with new knowledge.
Filed under: family, health care, Humor, Science | Tagged: Corona Virus, Covid-19, DNA, Time Wasters, Toilet paper |
Ten feet apart at all times.
My wife and I are sort of in quarantine. She works at a medical facility, and I am home. I visited my son and grandson at an indoor go-kart track last week. It was crawling with sneezing, coughing kids, so If I’m going to get the “Rona,” then that will be ground zero. One thing, like yourself, being confined sparks my writing gene. Keep it up and stay safe. Us old folks must stick together, just not too close together.