I got a call from my mother this morning. She was asking if I’d watched the news recently.
Here’s the thing… With everything going on in the world, I know I should be keeping tabs on current events. But as the weeks have passed, I’ve grown tired of hearing a lot of the same things over and over again. The news doesn’t seem to change. It’s just the same amount of depressing.
Besides, why watch the news? That’s what moms are for, right?
Anyway, she warned that we’ve been warned that this week will be the worst so far for the US. She told me that, if I have to go out, it is being strongly recommended that everyone wears a mask.
I’ve seen the tutorials on how to make masks out of bandanas or t-shirts and rubber bands. Seems easy enough.
Thing is… I don’t have any rubber bands. Mom seemed slightly shocked that I don’t have any rubber bands in my possession. But what do I need rubber bands for in my every day life? I’ve never had a need to go and buy rubber bands. And now, apparently, I can’t go out to buy rubber bands unless I can put together one of these makeshift face shields which require rubber bands to make.
Good thing I have a couple of winter type scarves that I never wear… even when the weather calls for it.
It’s good stuff. I was able to fold it over, making it thick enough to block any unwanted airborne diseases from entering my nose or mouth, whilst still being wide enough to cover both the nose and mouth simultaneously. And, it was still long enough to wrap around my head in order to tie into a knot tightly against the back of my head.
I tried it out a little while ago when I needed to walk over to the parking garage to get a few things out of the trunk of my car.
By the time I got back to my apartment, I hated the scarf. I don’t know why I bought this scarf in the first place. It came from Old Navy… so it was probably a purchase I made while I was in their employ and had a wicked awesome discount. Still not sure why I thought I would ever need a scarf. I’m far too hot-natured to enjoy wrapping my face in warm things.
Anyway… back at the apartment. I hated the scarf. I cursed all reasons to ever leave home. And if I never have to leave this place again it will be too soon.
Now… I just have to figure out how to have my groceries delivered to me when I start getting desperate again in two weeks.