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Mar. 18th, 2020 01:20 pmNormally, what I prefer to do on my days off is stay at home and not see anybody.
Now, because this is what I'm supposed to do on my days off, I keep wanting to go to the ridiculous hipster coffee shop that is the perfect walking distance from my apartment. Or even to Starbucks.
Not going to either of these places, but I waaaaaaaannnnnnnnaaaaaaa. (me = whiny toddler, apparently) I greatly dislike having my options limited, even when they're options I seldom use.
For my own health, it probably doesn't matter, because I work in a damn supermarket and am therefore very likely to end up exposed to the virus. But it would be better not to put my probably-exposed self into proximity with other fools who all wanted to go get coffee. There's no lockdown order (yet?) where I live, but I'm trying to be a responsible member of society.
In related news, I tweeted about spending this pandemic weekend reading Chuck Wendig's Wanderers (which is about an epidemic of very weird sleepwalking) and re-listening to The Magnus Archives. And someone from Rusty Quill (Anil, I presume) answered my tweet! I feelwatched seen.
In also related news, I rescheduled an April 1 doctor's appointment (for follow-up on my testosterone prescription and progress) to mid-May. Partly this was to clear up a slot for a sick person, partly it was to avoid being in a waiting room with sick people, and partly it was because ( food and health and worry stuff under the cut )
And now I will go out for a walk, without stopping at the hipster coffee shop, because exercise and bright, sunny, but cool weather are good things for me.
ETA: Last night I dreamt that I literally grew a beard overnight. Was deeply disappointed to wake up and discover it was only a dream. *sigh* It is disheartening to be misgendered all the time by people who don't even know they're doing it.
Now, because this is what I'm supposed to do on my days off, I keep wanting to go to the ridiculous hipster coffee shop that is the perfect walking distance from my apartment. Or even to Starbucks.
Not going to either of these places, but I waaaaaaaannnnnnnnaaaaaaa. (me = whiny toddler, apparently) I greatly dislike having my options limited, even when they're options I seldom use.
For my own health, it probably doesn't matter, because I work in a damn supermarket and am therefore very likely to end up exposed to the virus. But it would be better not to put my probably-exposed self into proximity with other fools who all wanted to go get coffee. There's no lockdown order (yet?) where I live, but I'm trying to be a responsible member of society.
In related news, I tweeted about spending this pandemic weekend reading Chuck Wendig's Wanderers (which is about an epidemic of very weird sleepwalking) and re-listening to The Magnus Archives. And someone from Rusty Quill (Anil, I presume) answered my tweet! I feel
In also related news, I rescheduled an April 1 doctor's appointment (for follow-up on my testosterone prescription and progress) to mid-May. Partly this was to clear up a slot for a sick person, partly it was to avoid being in a waiting room with sick people, and partly it was because ( food and health and worry stuff under the cut )
And now I will go out for a walk, without stopping at the hipster coffee shop, because exercise and bright, sunny, but cool weather are good things for me.
ETA: Last night I dreamt that I literally grew a beard overnight. Was deeply disappointed to wake up and discover it was only a dream. *sigh* It is disheartening to be misgendered all the time by people who don't even know they're doing it.
