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COVID-19 Quarantine—Day 12
Mar. 26th, 2020 02:21 pm3/26/2020
Today, I've apparently reached the end of my tolerance for togetherness. I yelled at the cat for wanting to be on me. I can be social, but ultimately I'm quite a bit of an introvert. And right now, there's nowhere to go. We are three people in 1200 square feet. It's basically impossible to be out of earshot of everyone else. I'm writing this to the background noise of Mark's latest meeting--and he has his office door shut. Will, of course, responds to Mom being stressed by wanting to be within line of sight at all times, preferably actually sitting on me. (And today is not a cooperative, cheerful day.)
I'm out of patience with everything. There are way too many idiots of all stripes on the internet. News is bad for my mental health. Social media is bad for my mental health. But isolation is also bad for my mental health. It sucks. I miss my mom and my dad. I miss my friends. I miss coffee in coffee shops. I miss breakfast at Hobee's every weekend. I really, really miss school.
Next week, Will's teacher wants to have the kids on Zoom from 9-10 every morning. Because that's what I really needed. 9-10am is probably the least functional hour for the internet at my house. I do not want to supervise a Zoom class at 9am. I do not need another hour of school obligation added to my day. Its not like he's going to accomplish any of the academic things that I'd like him to accomplish while in this Zoom class, so I still have to do those. Also, it basically eliminates my ability to do things like go to the grocery store while they might still have the things I want to buy in stock. The whole thing is stupid. But I should probably wait until tomorrow to email her about it, because I am very crabby right now.
I do not want to cook dinner. I do not want to plan dinner. I want someone else to be in charge of dinner. Sadly, that is not going to happen. And I have to go grocery shopping tomorrow, which is stressful all by itself.
Today, I am cranky.
Today, I've apparently reached the end of my tolerance for togetherness. I yelled at the cat for wanting to be on me. I can be social, but ultimately I'm quite a bit of an introvert. And right now, there's nowhere to go. We are three people in 1200 square feet. It's basically impossible to be out of earshot of everyone else. I'm writing this to the background noise of Mark's latest meeting--and he has his office door shut. Will, of course, responds to Mom being stressed by wanting to be within line of sight at all times, preferably actually sitting on me. (And today is not a cooperative, cheerful day.)
I'm out of patience with everything. There are way too many idiots of all stripes on the internet. News is bad for my mental health. Social media is bad for my mental health. But isolation is also bad for my mental health. It sucks. I miss my mom and my dad. I miss my friends. I miss coffee in coffee shops. I miss breakfast at Hobee's every weekend. I really, really miss school.
Next week, Will's teacher wants to have the kids on Zoom from 9-10 every morning. Because that's what I really needed. 9-10am is probably the least functional hour for the internet at my house. I do not want to supervise a Zoom class at 9am. I do not need another hour of school obligation added to my day. Its not like he's going to accomplish any of the academic things that I'd like him to accomplish while in this Zoom class, so I still have to do those. Also, it basically eliminates my ability to do things like go to the grocery store while they might still have the things I want to buy in stock. The whole thing is stupid. But I should probably wait until tomorrow to email her about it, because I am very crabby right now.
I do not want to cook dinner. I do not want to plan dinner. I want someone else to be in charge of dinner. Sadly, that is not going to happen. And I have to go grocery shopping tomorrow, which is stressful all by itself.
Today, I am cranky.
