Self Isolation & Cabin Fever
Mar. 22nd, 2020 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crow_moonSomething's going on!
I'm in self-isolation due to the outbreak of COVID-19. As of this post, in Nova Scotia, there are nine confirmed cases, 12 potential cases, and 0 deaths in the province. A relative miracle, if we're being honest, as other parts of the country are being ravaged at the minute, not to mention the rest of the world.
I've just finished the first of two weeks of isolation, and am getting really bored already. So far, I've:
- gone on six walks of varying lengths from 6 to 14 kilometers
- read The Iliad
- learned how to make pizza
- reorganised my bookshelves
- cleaned
- drawn and coloured in my daytimer
- played some Pokemon
- baked cookies
- calculated my weekly working hours for employment insurance
- contacted my work to figure out whether i would be paid (nope) and when my ROE would be sent to the government (somewhere between the 27th - 31st)
I'm running out of things to do, and I'm bored. I plan to pick up a few more books, go for more walks, clear out my clothes again, reorganise my room again maybe, get a new bookshelf when I am out of isolation and reorganise my books again, and set up next month in my daytimer, I suppose. I have a whole week to kill before I can do anything, and even then, I'll not be able to do much because I don't want to be a factor that causes others to get sick (or get sick myself I suppose).
Another outlet I thought, might be to write. So here I am, how many years after making this blog? It's fairly quiet, and perhaps fewer people will see it, but here perhaps I can talk about the books I read at least, and get into the habit of writing something positive.
I'm in self-isolation due to the outbreak of COVID-19. As of this post, in Nova Scotia, there are nine confirmed cases, 12 potential cases, and 0 deaths in the province. A relative miracle, if we're being honest, as other parts of the country are being ravaged at the minute, not to mention the rest of the world.
I've just finished the first of two weeks of isolation, and am getting really bored already. So far, I've:
- gone on six walks of varying lengths from 6 to 14 kilometers
- read The Iliad
- learned how to make pizza
- reorganised my bookshelves
- cleaned
- drawn and coloured in my daytimer
- played some Pokemon
- baked cookies
- calculated my weekly working hours for employment insurance
- contacted my work to figure out whether i would be paid (nope) and when my ROE would be sent to the government (somewhere between the 27th - 31st)
I'm running out of things to do, and I'm bored. I plan to pick up a few more books, go for more walks, clear out my clothes again, reorganise my room again maybe, get a new bookshelf when I am out of isolation and reorganise my books again, and set up next month in my daytimer, I suppose. I have a whole week to kill before I can do anything, and even then, I'll not be able to do much because I don't want to be a factor that causes others to get sick (or get sick myself I suppose).
Another outlet I thought, might be to write. So here I am, how many years after making this blog? It's fairly quiet, and perhaps fewer people will see it, but here perhaps I can talk about the books I read at least, and get into the habit of writing something positive.
