It's been a month since I last wrote, and what a month it has been. I'm fairly confident the entire world is just exhausted, slightly feral, and ready to sit in a quiet corner with no bright lights or loud sounds for a little while.
And now its Friday the 13th.
But here's the deal; I'm pretty sure I've blown out my anxiety meter. I just can't get to "I care and I'm worried" levels and I think it may be because you can only have so many anxiety-induced migraines and panic attacks before your brain shorts out. I'm feeling like Ford Prefect in the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, who looks at Earth being demolished with mild curiosity, instead of being Arthur Dent who is, justifiably, freaking the hell out.
So, I go on.
In preparation for power driving straight through to Michigan for Thanksgiving, we are in full quarantine. No trips to the store, hiding from the mail lady, the whole bit.
I've returned to the stages of quarantine where I'm back to baking bread, and going through the cookbooks for untried recipes. We are 2/3rds of the way through a cranberry, cinnamon and cardamom loaf, but dinner tonight is tacos, because I have corn tortillas I need to use up. This weekend will be new recipes, maybe the garden paella one I just copied out of a recent Food and Wine magazine, although I don't think I have any zucchini right now. By the way, we haven't made a ton of progress on the magazines; they continue to arrive at higher rates than we can consume them.
The good news in this time? It appears that after six months, I have finally gotten through that terrible batch of toilet paper I bought. One last roll and I can return to using the better quality supply we have in the house. Eric had a little panic moment this morning stemming from a nightmare he had last night about running out, so we went around the house and confirmed we have plenty, and are not in danger of resorting to old socks any time in the near future.
Happy Friday the 13th everyone.
“I like the cover," he said. "Don't Panic. It's the first helpful or intelligible thing anybody's said to me all day.” - Douglas Adams, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy."