Shelter in Place Day 114
Some days I get up in the morning and I know exactly what I’m going to write. Today was not one of those days. I got a call from my mom today making sure I was okay because she hadn’t seen a post from me today. And I’ll admit I was feeling strange, thinking I’d forgotten to do something, and that something was this.
It’s become a habit for me to write something every day. In fact, there are days, where I’ll write two of them because I’ve got that much to say. Last week I was taking care of my dad and I came home on Friday. I’d managed to write something about my parents during that time, it wasn’t like I had a lot on my plate. I think I did watch every episode of Building Off The Grid, but it was nice with my dad.
Since we’ve changed the way we eat, we’ve discovered we don’t have to go shopping every week. So, I went out and got all the food. I’d gotten the majority at Trader Joe’s this afternoon. It was so much that I decided to bring it home, sterilize it, and put it away. I had a small snack of cottage cheese and went back out.
On my way home from the last place, I was trying to merge onto the freeway, but this car just kept speeding up and wouldn’t let me merge on, I finally had to slip behind him and then he got off the freeway to exit and when I turned to look at him, he flipped me off. FLIPPED ME OFF! He was the one not letting me get on the freeway. So, was it a Fuck you mother fucker for you needing to get on the freeway when I needed to get off?
I was so angry, I flipped the passenger seat since he wasn’t looking at me. That’s how my zen day ended. But, I’d remembered the roast chicken beside me and rushed to get home and have lunch with the Husbear and I promptly fell asleep on the couch.
Apparently, during my sleep, mom called to make sure I was all right. She and the Husbear had a nice talk and I called and left a voicemail when I woke up. I’m getting ready to head into the kitchen to get a small something to eat and then we’ll watch the second to the last episode of Babylon 5.
What a wild ride this pandemic has been. People are getting angrier, the freeways are less crowded and I can only assume my margin at 58 wasn’t fast enough for him so he needed to be in the front. I hope whatever he was rushing to do, he enjoyed it. I’m not going to sit here and be angry over something as stupid as a driver needing to flip me off when I can enjoy a nice night with the Husbear watching one of the last episodes of a show that has entertained us for quite a while.
How has humpday treated you?