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Right now it is 11:00AM.  Got up this morning at the regular time. Did regular things. Came to the office to write. Worked (hardly at all) on a project, wrapped an item for eBay. Announced to Len at 10:30 that I was sleepy and going to take a nap.

You know what he said?  He said, “Me, too.”

The following half hour he took the sofa and I took our bed and both of us slept like toddlers on cots.

This quarantine thing is something, isn’t it?  Sometimes (for those of us without demanding jobs or children) one just has to nap. I’m awake now and the fog is gone. The sun is out, and they are saying it might get up to 60 today.  I guess we’re as ready for that as we can get.

But do we take naps?  Or do naps take us?

Len and I have been together 40 years and 67 days. So far. Possibly the last 12 have been the weirdest. It’s just us rattling around our house. No company in. No going out.  People could get testy.

Makes me think there might be a lot of divorced people out there - the ones others are feeling sorry for right now - who are quietly doing happy dances in their  single-person homes. At least they don’t have to do this with The X.  Amirite?

Len and I are skilled at not being together when we are together. We often watch different movies, nearly always read different books, we tend to text and talk to different people. We seldom cook or do dishes together (one does one, the other does the other). He rides his bike, I walk. We have plenty of to-do projects for the house and yard but I can’t think of any we are going to tackle together. He vacuums, I dust and wash bathrooms. He takes care of the car; I do the laundry. He opens drawers and cupboards, I close them (sorry, married humor there).  

The survival skill from our years of working, raising kids, cooking, feeding, cleaning up – is that we are good at self-directed parallel work.

Who knew that being quarantined in one house with one partner would draw so heavily on stuff we learned decades ago? 

I’m really glad we are not newly in love. This could really mangle that.

 

 

I laughed pretty hard about this yesterday when I saw it on Michael Becker’s FB page.

There is a weird thing going on right now.

We are in a medical and political crisis.

Most of our leaders are extroverts – that’s the nature of leadership whether its good leadership or poor leadership. People who are not intimidated or overwhelmed by others are the ones more-or-less directing us about what to do.

But the ANSWERS about this –actual medical research and protocols - are brought to us by scientists who tend to be on the introvert end of personality. As well, the humans most nonplussed at living calm and productive lives during a quarantine – are also people who lean towards being introverts.

Is there is a deeper, wiser place to go with this interesting dichotomy of human types? 

What do you think?

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Loved the chatty newsletter!! Thank you.

As one of those introverts it's funny to watch the way that Michael's ( same as above ) reaction is to this pandemic he sends "GET ME OUT OF HERE" Photos to his FB page I sit quietly by myself thinking this is crazy but kinda nice... He cleans every corner of his apartment top to bottom while doing laundry... I come visit him in his clean apartment to make sure he's not jumped off the balcony... He bitche's about the video service they do at the flying saucer church on Sundays since this all started... While Idrive leisurely to his apartment ( We usually pass each other about midway ) I let myself in, and I make coffee and breakfast, watching the sunrise over the lake. ( He's literally about 25'-30' away ) and enjoy the sound of the waves hitting the shore without anyone talking/bothering me four several hours every leisurely Sunday.... You can't find a better church than that...

Loving your reflections. Humor, philosophy, history - such a talented word weaver. I am perfectly happy staying in, much to do, now if the dogs would leave me be - good thing they don't! Looking forward to more:)

I think the introverts are going to live longer this time!
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Made me laugh, Michol!

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Why are people (lots of them) on Facebook posting photos of landscapes? The instructions say one should post a picture of a landscape one took somewhere, one should not say where that place is, and no people should be included, especially not the posting-person.  

Why? I don’t get it. I don’t mind but I really don’t get how this connects to anything.

A friend’s husband’s company had a virtual meeting this morning about the future of their company. Things are changing but not shutting down. They will still have income and insurance.  Thought you might like to know.  

Quarantine Diary #16 3/29/2020

I’ve been busy today so I’m a little late getting to this diary. Doing what, you ask? Oh, brilliant things like washing the bathroom and doing laundry and going for a blustery walk. Took the plastic off the particular windows we wrap in the fall.

Spent a chunk of the morning reading about the lead-up to the Revolutionary War battles at Saratoga. More about that later.  Reading about brave and canny, stupid and ego-centric politicians of an entirely different era is part of my coping strategy for life in the US. We aren’t the first to live in fraught times. Not by a long shot.

Quarantine Diary #15 3/28/2020

The Long-Awaited Groceries (The hymn “Come Thou Long Expected Jesus” is in my brain right now) came last night at 9PM – when it was raining. A woman named Sarah, late 30’s, brown ponytail, not-posh sweatpants and hoodie – carried ALL our groceries across the street from her car to our porch. This included 8-packs of Gatorade plus boxes of seltzer water, plus lots of other heavy stuff. Did I mention it was raining?

Quarantine #14 3/27/2020

Last night we did another wild and crazy thing. We got in our car and went for a drive! The first thing we remarked to each other was that we had not been in the car together in weeks.  It felt a little odd to be in there, next to each other, about to GO SOMEPLACE! Maybe this is the way it feels to be the family dog when they let you sit in the front seat and EVERYTHING IS SO AMAZING!

We drove west into the rosy sunset, filled with excitement to, um, see the sky.  Quarantines are easiest on people who have a low bar for excitement.

Quarantine Diary #13 3/26/2020

What do you miss?  What, in our new pandemical world do you miss most from our pre-pandemical world?You know, the one we lived in till two weeks ago?

I don’t mean the heartbreaking realities such as safe medical care providers and enough places to go should one become ill and the loved ones that we are losing.

I just mean, what are we getting used to? Or trying to get used to. What might we never go back to?

Quarantine Diary #11 3/24/2020

Most mornings we wake up, get coffee, then sit in bed to read news websites and Twitter on our phones. This isn’t the most spiritually centering way to begin a day but IMHO any morning one can actually rouse oneself at all is good enough.

Except this. Remember when Len and I went to Kearny, Nebraska last spring to see the migrating Sandhill Cranes? (Right here.) 

When I have freaked out enough about the news, I go to this crane cam. 

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