Plumbers, Masks, etc.
I have spent more time with more people inside my personal space over the past two weeks than I have since before Quarantine began. By far. We've had a termite inspection, a crew of four doing construction in the basement, a crew of two fixing our water heater, and my sister -- all at the house. I've had the front desk clerk and a plumber inside the tiny condo (the condo doesn't even feel six feet wide, heh). And I took T to a medical center for his outpatient procedure, where there were staff and other people in a "socially distanced" waiting room, but I still couldn't stay six feet away from everybody all the time.
I am way way way over my normal COVID-19 exposure limit of an occasional trip to the liquor store.
All of these encounters except for my sister's visit involved mutual mask wearing, although the quality and competence of other people's mask wearing varied, and I couldn't always remain six feet away from them, especially when the plumbers wanted me to show them the problems, and then wanted to show me how they fixed them. While at the condo I had the windows open and the ceiling fan running, which hopefully helped.
When I first anticipated K's departure, I thought I'd invite another kinkster buddy into my Quarantine Bubble for play every couple of weeks, but it wasn't long before I was super busy with all this non-work stuff and now I feel my COVID radiation meter is in the red zone from interacting with all these people who I don't live with. I want a 14-day break from other humans.
I need a haircut, but more badly I need a break from tempting fate. I'm wondering what I'd look like if I had T give me a simple buzz cut. K's haircuts were high quality; T doesn't have that kind of skill with hair (not to blame him, just a fact, mine wouldn't be that good either -- all I do with T's hair is buzz it all off every two weeks).
Although T is trying to arrange Turkey Day and Christmas Eve two-household pods for us, I'd be OK with not seeing an additional human until next year at this point. But by then B's husband should have moved away, and B will probably show up much more often -- and I should get much more Time to Self at the house as T spends overnights with B.
Let's hope the rest of the house and condo hold together and keep any infestations away until After the Vaccine.
I am way way way over my normal COVID-19 exposure limit of an occasional trip to the liquor store.
All of these encounters except for my sister's visit involved mutual mask wearing, although the quality and competence of other people's mask wearing varied, and I couldn't always remain six feet away from them, especially when the plumbers wanted me to show them the problems, and then wanted to show me how they fixed them. While at the condo I had the windows open and the ceiling fan running, which hopefully helped.
When I first anticipated K's departure, I thought I'd invite another kinkster buddy into my Quarantine Bubble for play every couple of weeks, but it wasn't long before I was super busy with all this non-work stuff and now I feel my COVID radiation meter is in the red zone from interacting with all these people who I don't live with. I want a 14-day break from other humans.
I need a haircut, but more badly I need a break from tempting fate. I'm wondering what I'd look like if I had T give me a simple buzz cut. K's haircuts were high quality; T doesn't have that kind of skill with hair (not to blame him, just a fact, mine wouldn't be that good either -- all I do with T's hair is buzz it all off every two weeks).
Although T is trying to arrange Turkey Day and Christmas Eve two-household pods for us, I'd be OK with not seeing an additional human until next year at this point. But by then B's husband should have moved away, and B will probably show up much more often -- and I should get much more Time to Self at the house as T spends overnights with B.
Let's hope the rest of the house and condo hold together and keep any infestations away until After the Vaccine.