I’ve never managed to keep a diary even once in my life – which clearly has carried over into blogging – but thought it might be nice to have a record of our experiences here in Geektopia. We have a little different perspective than most people, as my husband and I do not have to worry about continuing to work or receiving an income.
That’s because we’re nurses.
Currently, Edward is working on a cardiac floor of an acute care hospital (full time/overtime), and I’m doing private duty nursing for a single client/family (part-time).
We’re both assuming that we’ll get COVID-19 at some point. This is why we have postponed our master bathroom reno, bought a big freezer, and stocked it. We also stocked the pantry and have enough toilet paper for about a month (per usual). We expect to be quarantined at some point and I didn’t want to worry about food.
All three of my adult children live with us, plus my granddaughter. I also invited my oldest son’s girlfriend to shelter with us during the pandemic. I had a family meeting with the kids and outlined our pandemic game plan. I’m happy to say that, 10 days later, they’re all sticking to it quite willingly. It helps to live in a household of introvert nerd video gamers.
We are social distancing from both sets of elderly parents, as they are all in the high-risk category for death if they contract the coronavirus.
I spent all last week cleaning out the basement den (it was disgusting) and then attacked the living room. I listened to NPR pretty much non-stop. Ordinarily ingesting this much news-related content would cause me significant anxiety, but updates related to the pandemic have done the opposite. Maybe it’s because this is my field of expertise. Not pandemics, but health care. The more I know, the better I feel, and the more I can help both my family and other people.
I’m still not finished with the living room but after a winter of eternal rain, the weather turned nice. I’m sitting on the back patio with my laptop. I was going to read but found myself carrying on an inner blog-style monologue while making Rory’s lunch, so figured I might as well start writing.
Rory is my 7-year-old granddaughter who is surely a changeling. I’m convinced that the fae switched our real grandchild at birth and left Rory. All my children are pale-skinned, short, and introverted. Rory gets tan in the summer, is tall for her age, and loves to talk to everybody. Of course, she’s out of school now, and of course, I’m keeping her while her mom is at work. While she wasn’t crazy about school, Rory does miss going to the park and playing with other children, so I’m trying to strike a compromise between making her play alone all the time and retaining my sanity. Having a beautiful day to play outside is a gift.
Our veggie garden was fairly successful last year, so we decided to play gardener again. We bought veggie plants at Lowe’s on Monday evening. Side note, we were first in line and my fellow Americans demonstrated their complete lack of interest in social distancing when they lined up behind us. I thought about telling them they were in the presence of someone who worked in the hospital but didn’t want to scare the cashier.
Yes, I am ballsy enough to do it, and no, my husband doesn’t give a shit about me being brash and mouthy.
My daughter weeded part of the garden over the weekend, and I finished it on Tuesday. Yesterday and today I spent a couple of hours planting. I didn’t have a hand in any of the gardening last year, so it was a nice surprise to find that the weeding and planting only took about four hours total. I expected it to take a lot longer.
I planted Georgia sweet yellow onions, broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, Brussel sprouts, curly kale, and one purple kale. We have a bunch of tomato plants and some asparagus but they’ll have to wait until Edward finishes off the north and south ends of the raised beds. They need weeding and good soil.
Now I’m going to continue reading The Last Wish: Introducing the Witcher. I really enjoyed the Netflix series and found out that my bookworm husband has all the books. Because of course, he does. More later, as things progress.