I turned very old this week. I don’t feel old. It’s funny I still just feel like me. I’d guess myself to be in my late 20s. That is until I try and do something physical.
I was talking to my mom one night on the phone. I walked around my darkened bedroom when I noticed the flash of a led. I started looking around for which electronic device was blinking. Was it the tablet I use as an alarm clock? Nope. Was it the tv? Nope. The oddest thing was it kept moving. I would look in one spot and it would be reflected by the dresser. The next time it would be by the window. My confusion grew. Maybe it was my phone in my pocket somehow. Nope. Then it finally hit me. I was wearing a blue tooth ear piece. I’ve taken to wearing a it since I got tire of holding the phone up to my ear. The blue led flashes when it’s connected to a call.
I got everything ready for my morning coffee and pushed the button to turn on the coffee pot. About fifteen minutes later, I remembered and went to get my coffee. Only one problem. No coffee. It hand’t brewed. It wasn’t plugged in. I had unplugged it to clean it. So I plugged it back in pushed the button and walked away. I came back about ten minutes later and still now coffee. What? A plug was clearly going into the socket. Had I tripped a breaker. then I realized I had plugged in the crock pot and not the coffee maker. I’m in my prime.
I have a tub of tums. Well generic tums actually. One of the good things about restaurants been closed is I have been eating home cooked food. This means I haven’t had much heartburn. But one night I think I had a frozen pizza. As I watched TV I started having heartburn. I reached over for the Tums. They weren’t there. I looked around. Then I remembered that the night before I had moved them, somewhere. I started looking. I couldn’t find them. I looked upstairs. I looked in the bathrooms. I looked everywhere. They just up and disappeared. I eventually found them hiding behind my tv. I had set them there while looking out the back porch.
I had to post this song for obvious reasons.
I have a friend who during this virus thingy ( I think that should be the official name used in history books ) always takes the worst outlook. Whatever is the worst outcome becomes certain. If there’s a bad outlier in data that becomes the new most common outcome. For example, say someone in their twenties dies from it that then means everybody in their twenties who gets it is going to die. He also seems to read a lot of facebook and believes everything bad he sees on there. He’s told me things like, “Studies have shown blah blah blah.” Then I go and check and it isn’t true.
I try and do the exact opposite. I look for positive news and view numbers etc, in the most positive light. I look for hope wherever I can find it and try to stay hopeful. I don’t know how I would handle it. I am already starting to Howard Hughes it up over here.
Where we are can change who we are. Before I moved here I spent lots of time away from my apartment. I spent most nights away from my apartment at the bowling alley or bdubs. I was very extroverted and outgoing, always hanging out with my friends. I wonder how I would be dealing with “social distancing” and “self-isolation” Here it’s easy for me to stay away from gatherings of people. If I was still living downstate I would have had to make an effort to stay away from groups of people. Well, not since they shut everything down.
Also, two phrases I have grown and cringe every time I see them: