Lockdown Day 280: Inside These Four Walls
Dec. 21st, 2020 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
canyonwalkerThe Coronavirus lockdown has greatly changed my patterns. Not only have I not flown anywhere in 10 months (as I posted yesterday) it's now just over 2 months since I've even driven outside my immediate area. Some days I barely even leave the house, going no farther than to check the mail and take out the trash. Some days I don't even do that. Yes, some days I literally don't leave these four walls.
This is so different from 10 months ago. I used to go out virtually every day. Usually it would be going out to a restaurant for lunch. Well, there's not much of that anymore. With the worsening Coronavirus statistics in California even eating outdoors at a restaurant is off the menu now. Delivery and takeout are still allowed, though I'm not a fan of modern delivery. Pay extra for food that arrives lukewarm and is most likely not as ordered? Plus with a stranger carrying my food around and coming to my door? No thanks. That leaves takeout— which I only bother with about once a week. At least that is still safe. I think.
Given the totality of the situation I've kind of gone into "caving". As in, hiding in a cave. I don't even want to go out for small things. The small pleasure they could provide is overcome by the greater frustration of how they remind me of all the things I can't do (safely) right now.
This is so different from 10 months ago. I used to go out virtually every day. Usually it would be going out to a restaurant for lunch. Well, there's not much of that anymore. With the worsening Coronavirus statistics in California even eating outdoors at a restaurant is off the menu now. Delivery and takeout are still allowed, though I'm not a fan of modern delivery. Pay extra for food that arrives lukewarm and is most likely not as ordered? Plus with a stranger carrying my food around and coming to my door? No thanks. That leaves takeout— which I only bother with about once a week. At least that is still safe. I think.
Given the totality of the situation I've kind of gone into "caving". As in, hiding in a cave. I don't even want to go out for small things. The small pleasure they could provide is overcome by the greater frustration of how they remind me of all the things I can't do (safely) right now.
