Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Thursday, March 26
Woke up at 0230 (See Sleep Log below) to a stay at home order…It was issued by the governor yesterday and actually starts at 0800 this morning…Like virtually all big news nowadays I found out about it on Faceplant, on a post from the Legion state commander.
Like other such orders, we can go to the store and go for a walk and those who still have jobs can go to those, but that’s about it…I presume I am going to lose both my jobs but since 0230 is a bit early to go pestering people, I put off the matter until someone chose to contact me…There is no use going and stirring the pot so I put off finding out about my two jobs until later, figuring someone would contact me about it. (I would be wrong about that. No one from either the hotel or the county pestered me all day.)
I actually started to stir about 0215 or so and the cat, of course, sensed this and immediately dispatched herself to the bedroom, where she meowed, a plea for her morning canned yummy ration…When I didn’t immediately fall out and serve her, she reinforced her point by hopping on the bed and resting on a shoulder blade…I actually rather like this and it took a few minutes for me to get up.
Unprecedented times call unprecedented actions and this morning I completely lost my mind and went for a walk, ostensibly to go get the mail but really to get some exercise with the gym closed tho I reiterate my question about how the authorities expect us to stay strong without regular weightlifting.
Anyway, it was a gorgeous winter day, even tho it’s spring now, and it’s exactly one mile to the post office and I set out at a fairly brisk pace and I was surprised to see more or less the usual amount of cars on the road…Our small town itself tho, was fairly slow…The vacant buildings were still vacant and what businesses there are were closed, except for the town hall and the convenience store and it turned the market is still open, too…I had a little trouble keeping up the brisk pace on the way home, but I did manage to finish strong.
I did peer into the abandoned diner…There were some chairs lined up against the wall as if awaiting summary execution, but that was about it.
I’ve started juicing again…One of the economies I’ve instituted is cutting out that Chinese tea that is $3.50 a bottle, and The Ex and I would juice from time to time over the years and she left the juicer so I bought some a cucumber and some celery, which has long been a fave combination…I took my supplements with it: Korean ginseng, grapeseed extract, fish oil, testosterone and my blood sugar prescription, which upped from one tablet to a man-sized four last December because there wasn’t any change in my numbers.
Otherwise, I ate like crap, topping the day’s feasting off with a box of the macaroni and cheese I stockpiled…I did some debating whether to kick it old school with the box that you add butter and milk to or to roll with the newfangled stuff where the cheese comes in a foil pouch you squeeze into the cooked macaroni, ultimately deciding I didn’t want to keep any more butter or milk around the house than I had to.
By noon I’d accomplished all I cared to for today…I’d gotten some good project work in so the cat and I declared a General Holiday, probably redundant since today was a day off anyway and we may well be looking at several weeks of General Holidays, and we retired to the couch for some reading.
Sparrow’s Sleep Log: 1830 Wednesday until 0230 Thursday…8.0 hours for the day and 31 hours for the week, the highest Thursday total of the month.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.
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