Coronavirus Social Isolation Day Two – Feeling Super Weird

So, it occurs to me that this journal may someday be important. But I doubt it. Although I do think I may want to look back on what I was thinking as just a normal, American citizen so maybe it will be important to me.

Today I really tried to just act normal. Which was no easy task. I walked the dog, made myself breakfast, filmed some videos, emptied the dishwasher. Really not unlike any other Saturday as I’m kind of a homebody anyway. And yet completely unlike any other Saturday because of airlines drastically cutting schedules and jobs on the line, Universities closed, and strictly observing as much social distancing as possible. Scott’s called a few times to chat and tell me there’s hardly anybody anywhere on airplanes or in airports. SO. WEIRD.

It’s too quiet. Like really quiet. We (my oldest and I) took Max for a quick car ride to try out his new seatbelt harness (spoiler: he hated it) and there were hardly any cars on the road. I remember when the planes stopped flying after 9/11 and we lived near the airport so it was super obvious. This kind of felt like that.

I’ve decided to try to post a video every day until this is over. Which I may later decide to stop doing. As a disclaimer, I have attempted Vlogmas twice and always failed, so please don’t expect much. But I will try. Because I’m not a doctor or a scientist or a politician, but I can make some darn amusing videos and put them up on the Youtube. Doing what I can. Reminding myself of the role that entertainers have always played during a time of national crisis. I may be thinking too largely of my own ability, but that’s what we do. So I shall entertain! Because I know how.

Oh, and I already ate all the sugar cookies and I’m super bummed. Guess I’ll make more? Do I want to start baking or does that just start a whole thing? Also I keep getting dizzy spells which I am 100% sure is psychological. I have a very active imagination.

Carry on, Citizens. Talk to you tomorrow.

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