OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

Lethargy setting in. Not a good night. Opening my eyes took forever in the morning. I spent most of the day in bed trying to read but without much success. I listened to the radio, filled in the forms for the insurance claim, ate a lot of leftover chicken curry, and nearly jumped out of my skin when the wind unexpectedly shut a door behind me. Yes, I am feeling very sorry for myself, but it is what it is.

I just wish I could use this time to catch up on some work, and instead, all that is happening is the work is piling up even more around me. And I will have to write even more apology letters to the people I work with. Ugh.

And this weather … My roof is leaking, but I am incapable of doing anything about it. No money. No energy. There are worse things than a small puddle on the passage floor. Scarlett O’Hara mode all the way, or:

“Solve this problem later” (the artwork is a gift from my love)

Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.

“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”

— NICD