I'm right where I should be

So.

Productive weekend.

Again, I went back on my promise to go to the cemetery, which is stupid because it was a beautiful weekend. I guess I'll get there when I get there.

Did a lot of cleaning, went to the store. Washed Jack. Washed sheets and blankets. Cleaned out my caboodle, since a few of my glitter capsules opened up while we were at Disney. Watched Romeo & Juliet (Baz Luhrmann) and got St. Elmo's Fire (which is relatable at this moment in time) Put loose pictures in my photo album. Drank. Played a time management game called Amber's Airline (I usually do not play games on my iPhone but I LOVE time management games) and took a lot of baths. Weekend feels like it lasted forever. Around the 18th of May I have a long weekend, or at least I will if I don't get sent back to therapy. Shit is supposed to be opening up at the end of this month but I have a bad feeling that it's the wrong idea.

There are a lot of polarizing viewpoints on this and I don't dare bring it up (especially to my pro-Trump family) but once the stay at home order is lifted, tons of people are going to amass at malls, restaurants, parks, and the city. Some of them may be a carrier, one or two of them coughs, and here we go all over again. I want to get the fuck out of here as much as anyone else does, but this isn't over yet, and if it is, I'll be surprised. I finally kicked my damn cough (I went back in here to check and my cough started up on March 2nd) and I really, really, REALLY do not want another one. If I get another damn cough, my PCP is def gonna send me out for a coronavirus test, but now Ochsner is doing the blood draw, so I'll do that. Working from home is very nice but def wouldn't want to do this for my day job.

My stupid AppleTV updated and as a result will not display my slideshow, which shouldn't bother me as much as it does, but it's usually the only thing that calms me down, at least when I'm alone. It's a glitch that Apple knows about but who the fuck knows when they'll fix it, so I fucked with it all weekend and nearly threw the damn box off of my balcony.

Yesterday I was feeling kind of down so I did another deep clean on my apartment and invited Mom, Autum & Riley over. Ran to Walmart to get a few things. Mom picked us up dinner from McAllisters and Nanny ended up coming over to. Riley stayed in LaPlace to swim, and we sat around and watched Aladdin and played my new Tabletop Discussion game. I finally found a workaround for my picture slideshow, and after they left I sat down and was able to calm down by watching it. Not sure why it works on me, but it does.

After work, Scott and I are going to take a ride out to Krispy Kreme and get some free healthcare donuts, though my stomach is going to hate me later. Autum wants to try to get into Picayune Paradise, which is a private beach in MS. It's a very cool place and going swimming would be awesome right now, but it's also pricey, so I'll see how that goes. I would give my left tit to go fucking tubing. That's really the only thing I'm pissed about. I need to take some pictures; it's driving me nuts, and cemetery shit isn't gonna cut it.

Last night after everyone left I got in the tub and stress bought a pineapple for Jack to sleep in.

These are strange times.

I also ran out of space on my laptop and don't feel like dealing with it, so I'm gonna dump a book I want to keep safe in here.

-Rae

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