Once the virus is tamed/vaccinated/reduced to insignificance, what do you plan to do first? When you no longer need a mask and the kids can all go back to school and “social distancing” disappears from daily conversation, what’cha gonna do?
For us, the biggest thing we miss is dining (or breakfasting) out, so we’ll probably head to one of our favorite places and hope it’s still good. And, of course, we’ll be planning cruises or other vacations. Some day…
Good morning everyone. It’s a nice 83 F at 5:00am here in good ole Tejas (Texas, US)
FCM, I believe my first thing will be to resume multi-state road travel when “this” is either over or accepted as unavoidable. Right now I’m still concerned about what might shut down or demand quarantine if I’m 4 states away from home. Hate to either get stuck, or arrive somewhere to find parks/etc. have been shut down.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 71 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 95 and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Today we shall defilthyfy da cave. Another item on the agenda is to go get haircuts. I shall go at nine a.m. and OYKW plans to go when I get back. We shall sup upon leftovers from yestiddy. There is a lot of turkey boob leftover. Fortunately neither of us minds that as we like turkey. Also, tonight I have Vestry meetin’ via Zoom at six p.m. Lots of discussion on reopenin’ for services. I expect a looooooong meetin’. ICK
Goin’ out to eat will be a thing we will get back into doin’ when this is all over. We did that two to three times a week before the plague hit. Also stuff like goin’ together to get haircuts will happen. Neither of us has visited family, so goin’ to do that will be on the agenda for both of us I’m sure. I am lookin’ forward to when we can come together again for church. I miss that community a lot.
Now I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas, alack, woe, and bother of bothers, I suppose I must purtify and don appropriate bein’ about the public attire so I can go get shorn.
Probably get a haircut. I’ve done a couple of home trim jobs but I know they’re slightly cockeyed. Right now my hair is past my shoulders so I can get away with the unevenness. When I can go to a proper salon I’m getting it cut to chin length again.
The OP’s question made me realize that, other than returning to work, my life choices won’t be any different. Crowds have always been avoided and the scant IRL social contact that’s needed is provided by the spouse and the occasional grocery run. Tales from my children as they worked kitchens at various restaurants throughout our town turned me off to dining out a long time ago. I am looking forward to the walking trails being largely empty again… selfishly into my solitude about that. What I like best about the current situation is that people have stopped insisting that I become extroverted just to suit them… the anxiety of excuse making is gone.
I’ve eaten out twice in the last couple of weeks, and the haircut comes next week. My biggest loss has been foreign travel - I miss everything about it, and recognise now that I spent months dreaming and planning for it. I’ve booked a self-drive trip to France in September, so can finally dig out the guidebooks again. I’m packing masks along with the bikini.
The weirdest thing will be going back to the office.
Do stuff with my friends. My BFF and I had an England trip planned for the end of August. Needless to say, that was cancelled., I’ve seen her twice since the SIP. The only thing I miss are my friends.
It was a cool and overcast 64 degrees at the park this morning.
It’s 70 now, the sun is shining and it’s supposed to get up to 86.
Not much will change for me once the plague is over. The dog park is open and that is all I care about. I hate to shop and I’m not fond of crowds. I haven’t had a haircut in over 10 years and I’m not about to start getting them now. I trim the ends a bit when it starts to look to raggety. I will be taking the neighbor, who sends over freshly baked cake and cookies, out to lunch. I think the place where I want to take him has outdoor dining. I need to catch up with him and find out when he wants to go.
I am dreading when the schools open and the busses are running again. I got behind two of them on my way home from the park this morning and they annoying even without kids on them.
Today I’ll be going over the dreaded taxes again and figure out how I want to pay them. I need to order groceries to pick up tomorrow. I’ll probably go to the park again this afternoon. I need to call irk about the messed up pay calculations. I sent in a problem ticket but I’m not sure it went through, and I have some paper irk for irk that I need to finish. I also need to call the doggie daycare, I forgot I am supposed to make appointments, last week I just dropped them off. They didn’t say anything, but I want to make sure I’m okay for Wednesdays.
Then of course there is always irk and house irk.
TRAVEL. I want to go to Belize, and Costa Rica, and Peru, and Japan, and Ethiopia, and Norway, and the Great Barrier Reef while there’s still some coral left, and Victoria Falls, and Ankgor Wat, and Petra, and Teotihuacan, and Mesa Verde, and Pompeii, and Antarctica, and, and, and …
Afternoon, mumpers! When all this is over, I will be going to gigs and travelling like there is no tomorrow That’s what I’ve missed so much over the last few months, getting together with my gig buddies, hugging my festival family and getting on a plane for an adventure.
One thing I won’t miss is going to the office. Having had so much time working at home, I realise just how much time I waste commuting, and how stressful it is. I would quite happily spend my time working from home if I could, and I hope that the option to work remotely becomes more commonplace for us.
Nothing exciting going on today, weather’s grim and grey which is pretty much like my mood. Definitely lacking any kind of motivation in the last few days. Bright spot on the horizon is that I am attending a storytelling event this evening so I’ll be sitting here for an hour being entertained with a couple of steampunk stories.
My wife is talking about renting out our home and going to live in Santa Fe for a year, just because. That’s going to require some serious logistical planning. Me, I just want a haircut.
Working from home. I tried to do a search in Outlook, but I get an error. We recently went to Office 365 last week, and it’s been suggested I restart my computer. I don’t have a Restart function when working remotely. I’ve asked a cow-orker to restart my computer.
I haven’t had one in over 20 years, but I’m starting to get tempted just to see what all the fuss is about…
I’ll be going and staying with friends again, go to Bristol and visit all the ethnic food shops. Hopefully a holiday or two as well- I was planning on taking the train to Holland for a few days, to have a look round some horticultural-type places, to celebrate the end of the course. Hopefully at some point I’ll have the time off/money combo required. Other’n that, just doing a bit more fun shopping.
Good morning, y’all. May I come in? I haven’t been one to hang out in the MMP before, but I’d like to start. (I can bring cookies.)
My life won’t change all that much “when this bloody war is over.” The one thing I really miss (actually two, because there are two of them) is singing in two choirs. I don’t know when that will feel safe again. A year, maybe?
My main form of socializing since I retired has been having lunch with people. It will be nice to be able to do that again. I really miss Mexican food eaten in a restaurant! I’ve gotten some through DoorDash, but mole enchiladas from Lisa’s on Culebra don’t travel all that well. You need to have the server set down double plates in front of you with the sauce still bubbling, and warn you, “Don’t touch the plate!” and of course, the first thing you do it touch the plate then wrap your scorched fingers around your frosty glass of Sweettea. Good times.
I have been to the hairdresser, but she is thinking of shutting down because her other customers aren’t toeing the safety protocols to her satisfaction (she has a pacemaker). Hoping it doesn’t come to that, but she has to put her own safety and that of her other customers ahead of other people’s stupidity. I’ve been for two pedicures with someone I’ve been seeing for years. Last week she was wearing a mask and a clear face shield on top of that. We were the only two people in the salon.
I had my regular mammogram about three weeks ago and needed a biopsy, which fortunately came back with wonky cells that we can let go for six months-ish and do another mammogram. Had breast cancer five years ago-- don’t want any more.
But aside from that… I live alone with a dog and two cats. Walk in the morning, come back and have a piece of toast and two cups of coffee, then piss away the rest of the day. I will no doubt continue that edifying program.
Wait! Big day today: I get to see my audiologist. Due for new hearing aids. Wheee! Who says we senior citizens don’t know how to have fun (or spend money)? I put on makeup for her. She said that she now wears a clear plastic mask so her hard-of-hearing clients can see her mouth. Isn’t that cool? If those were more widely available it would make wearing lipstick meaningful again.
Good Morning all. I found that mowing the yard late, eating a steak dinner at 8pm, and staying up until midnight equals sleeping until 9:56am, which is a new record for me. 81F heading for 89F but the rains seem to have passed for the short term.
I am able to eat out (with masks and the restaurants all use proper social distancing and wait staff all have masks) and grocery shop, which were my major things to do anyway. I do miss coaching youth soccer (I fear that the fall season is in jeopardy, after the spring season was cancelled) and travel, I was ready to book a major vacation to the West Coast before things started closing down. Mostly being home has meant less exercise and less activity, so while my weight has stayed constant, my physical condition is…less.
And that’s about as introspective as I intend to get. Need to forage for sustenance and do a little grocery shopping, so all y’all take care.
Ah, haircuts… I let my mom scalp me while FCD was in surgery two months ago. At 86, her skills have declined somewhat. All I can say is: it was short. I’m not all that fussy - I just want a no-maintenance cut with some layering to suggest a bit of volume. She got close, but no cigar. I’m starting to feel a bit shaggy again, but I’m in no rush to head back to the Hair Cuttery. If it gets too out of control, I suppose I might trust FCD to trim it a bit… maybe…