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May. 26th, 2020 11:59 pmWe ordered food from Totoro today. They're on GrubHub now rather than just asking that people pickup purchases. Scott probably would have gone to pick up food there if I'd asked, but their location is awkward for that because parking nearby is difficult. Pickup would really need two people, one to drive and orbit the block, the other to run in and get the food.
Scott did go and pick up a bubble tea order. We placed it online and paid that way. Then they assigned us a time to enter the shop to get our tea for carry out. I didn't go along, nor did Cordelia. I don't think it's something we'll do often.
Scott has taken the day off for my birthday. Tomorrow, he goes back on first shift, hopefully permanently. I expect the transition to be awkward for him and for me because we'll need to go to bed so much earlier. It will also throw my eating schedule into disarray again. We've been trying to shift things over the long weekend, but I don't think we're even close.
I'm seriously considering trying to stay up in the living room after Scott goes to bed. I might be better off doing that, especially if I can make the transition out there earlier than 10 p.m. That's Scott's target time for going to bed, but he's often watching shows that don't end before that or otherwise distracted enough to lose track of the time. I usually stay in the bedroom because I'm not interested in his shows or in Cordelia's.
Moving out there feels like a huge chore, though, and I tend to have more neck/back trouble when I sit on the couch than when I sit on the bed. On the other hand, my laptop is much happier on the table that I use out there than it is in the bedroom; it's less prone to overheating.
We're starting to consider a laptop and printer and such for Cordelia to take to college in 2021. There's sufficient money in her savings account to cover the expense, and I'd much rather spend it before we do the FAFSA paperwork. The money's Social Security that she's received based on my disability and is meant to pay for her living expenses.
(We currently use a bit more than half of it every month to help with household expenses. The rest stays in the account and comes out when we have unexpected expenses like the sewer line replacement or the furnace or what-have-you. I'm not sure how we'll adjust to the sudden disappearance of that money when she turns 18, especially when it will come with needing to deal with college expenses.)
My hands have been quite bad the last week. I've been tempted to put a sock on my right hand to discourage me from trying to grasp things with my thumb. My left hand is doing better, but I suspect that that's largely because I'm right handed and keep trying to do things on that side instead of on the left.
After a week of using the gel for rosacea, the rash on my face, neck, and shoulders is unchanged. The rash on my arms is worse. We took some pictures of my face, neck, and chest to send to my primary care doctor, but I haven't sent them yet. The rash on my chest still looks as bad as it did in terms of redness but has flattened. I think the rosacea medication had something to do with that.
We had a guy in last week to do the AC tuneup. That was straightforward enough. Cordelia stayed in her room. Scott and I wore masks. The technician wore a mask. He was the same guy who usually comes, so we didn't have to show him where things were which made keeping a safer distance more feasible. The company did check in ahead of time to ask if anyone in the house was sick.
Scott's family is kind of pushing for some sort of face to face gathering. We've been putting them off because I really can't handle doing it outside and because Scott is a potential vector for infection. Between work and shopping, he's going out at least six times a week. I really don't think his parents understand that the risk is real.
I haven't done much writing recently. I keep starting up other tasks and telling myself that I'll get to the writing soon. I need to remember that 'soon' is not actually a firm measure of time. I have an exchange assignment due soon and it's somehow not writing itself.
Scott did go and pick up a bubble tea order. We placed it online and paid that way. Then they assigned us a time to enter the shop to get our tea for carry out. I didn't go along, nor did Cordelia. I don't think it's something we'll do often.
Scott has taken the day off for my birthday. Tomorrow, he goes back on first shift, hopefully permanently. I expect the transition to be awkward for him and for me because we'll need to go to bed so much earlier. It will also throw my eating schedule into disarray again. We've been trying to shift things over the long weekend, but I don't think we're even close.
I'm seriously considering trying to stay up in the living room after Scott goes to bed. I might be better off doing that, especially if I can make the transition out there earlier than 10 p.m. That's Scott's target time for going to bed, but he's often watching shows that don't end before that or otherwise distracted enough to lose track of the time. I usually stay in the bedroom because I'm not interested in his shows or in Cordelia's.
Moving out there feels like a huge chore, though, and I tend to have more neck/back trouble when I sit on the couch than when I sit on the bed. On the other hand, my laptop is much happier on the table that I use out there than it is in the bedroom; it's less prone to overheating.
We're starting to consider a laptop and printer and such for Cordelia to take to college in 2021. There's sufficient money in her savings account to cover the expense, and I'd much rather spend it before we do the FAFSA paperwork. The money's Social Security that she's received based on my disability and is meant to pay for her living expenses.
(We currently use a bit more than half of it every month to help with household expenses. The rest stays in the account and comes out when we have unexpected expenses like the sewer line replacement or the furnace or what-have-you. I'm not sure how we'll adjust to the sudden disappearance of that money when she turns 18, especially when it will come with needing to deal with college expenses.)
My hands have been quite bad the last week. I've been tempted to put a sock on my right hand to discourage me from trying to grasp things with my thumb. My left hand is doing better, but I suspect that that's largely because I'm right handed and keep trying to do things on that side instead of on the left.
After a week of using the gel for rosacea, the rash on my face, neck, and shoulders is unchanged. The rash on my arms is worse. We took some pictures of my face, neck, and chest to send to my primary care doctor, but I haven't sent them yet. The rash on my chest still looks as bad as it did in terms of redness but has flattened. I think the rosacea medication had something to do with that.
We had a guy in last week to do the AC tuneup. That was straightforward enough. Cordelia stayed in her room. Scott and I wore masks. The technician wore a mask. He was the same guy who usually comes, so we didn't have to show him where things were which made keeping a safer distance more feasible. The company did check in ahead of time to ask if anyone in the house was sick.
Scott's family is kind of pushing for some sort of face to face gathering. We've been putting them off because I really can't handle doing it outside and because Scott is a potential vector for infection. Between work and shopping, he's going out at least six times a week. I really don't think his parents understand that the risk is real.
I haven't done much writing recently. I keep starting up other tasks and telling myself that I'll get to the writing soon. I need to remember that 'soon' is not actually a firm measure of time. I have an exchange assignment due soon and it's somehow not writing itself.
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