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greenmountaingal · 80-89, F
I'm an overweight old woman (will turn 75 in a few more days) so social isolation is the norm for me anyway. I've been social isolated for a good part of my life due to my weird background (see my Featured story under my Profile).
I'm home now, I my rented room, living on soda crackers and microwaved canned soup. It's very quiet outside. The governor says we should all (citizens of California) stay home and have our supplies delivered. So I ordered some indica bud and it arrived a little while ago, no problem. So far, so good. But I'm running out of soup. And my fingernails are chipped and look awful.
You can't get a manicure delivered. And I want more soup. So I am about to go out and get my nails done if I can and see if I can find more soup (my usual market, Vons, has totally run out of canned soup and most other canned goods). Do you think I'll get arrested or something? The governor didn't say what would happen to those who broke this quarantine. If I wind up in jail, I'll ask my niece to post here about my circumstances.
As for toilet paper, I always buy 6 months worth of it twice a year, and my last trip to Costco, where I buy huge packages of it, happened a few weeks ago, so I'm supplied until about late July or early August. My linen closet is stuffed with it. As for Kleenex, can't find it anywhere and that's tough because I have an allergy.
As for the social atmosphere around where I live...I ate at a chain restaurant about a week ago, right before they stopped seating people and only took to-go orders, and because of my allergy, and in spite of some some allergy meds, I coughed lightly once. A waitress about 20 ft. away from me gave me a look I will never forget, a combination of terror and bitter intense rage. She continued to stare at me, glaring deliberately for about a minute. It gave me the impression that there are indeed people out there ready to murder on the slightest provocation. I resisted the urge to walk over to her and explain I had a seasonal allergy to a local tree pollen. I was afraid she'd try to strangle me or attack me before I could even get started.
I'm home now, I my rented room, living on soda crackers and microwaved canned soup. It's very quiet outside. The governor says we should all (citizens of California) stay home and have our supplies delivered. So I ordered some indica bud and it arrived a little while ago, no problem. So far, so good. But I'm running out of soup. And my fingernails are chipped and look awful.
You can't get a manicure delivered. And I want more soup. So I am about to go out and get my nails done if I can and see if I can find more soup (my usual market, Vons, has totally run out of canned soup and most other canned goods). Do you think I'll get arrested or something? The governor didn't say what would happen to those who broke this quarantine. If I wind up in jail, I'll ask my niece to post here about my circumstances.
As for toilet paper, I always buy 6 months worth of it twice a year, and my last trip to Costco, where I buy huge packages of it, happened a few weeks ago, so I'm supplied until about late July or early August. My linen closet is stuffed with it. As for Kleenex, can't find it anywhere and that's tough because I have an allergy.
As for the social atmosphere around where I live...I ate at a chain restaurant about a week ago, right before they stopped seating people and only took to-go orders, and because of my allergy, and in spite of some some allergy meds, I coughed lightly once. A waitress about 20 ft. away from me gave me a look I will never forget, a combination of terror and bitter intense rage. She continued to stare at me, glaring deliberately for about a minute. It gave me the impression that there are indeed people out there ready to murder on the slightest provocation. I resisted the urge to walk over to her and explain I had a seasonal allergy to a local tree pollen. I was afraid she'd try to strangle me or attack me before I could even get started.