Tuesday, March 24, 2020
I guess now we’re really stuck with this lockdown. I’m starting to get stir crazy. I can only handle so much of my family in my space at one time. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but I also love personal space.
School is now starting to transition into my life at home too. Schoology is now letting me efficiently complete tasks that are assigned by my teachers. I’m honestly here for it though. I’m not upset about the remote learning through Schoology at all. If anything, it’s making my schedule flow in a more structured manor, which I need.
Yesterday I also received upsetting news that my final MIPA conference has been cancelled. I’m not upset about missing getting recognized for my achievements on top 15 in the state, but I’m upset that I won’t be cheering with some of my closest friends when the whole staff wins something. I understand that it was necessary for health precautions, and in the end that’s all that matters.
It’s hard living in the unknown. I hate living in a world that people are so consumed by fear that they’re afraid to live. Maybe some cool scientist will find a cure out of the blue. Who knows.
Monday, March 23, 2020
Over the weekend nothing really happened. I continued to work on making my bedroom look less childish and slept a lot.
Today was kind of eerie in a sense that I feel something is going to change. My dad works for the railroad and showed me a paper he received stating that he still has to work through almost any circumstance. That kinda freaked me out a bit.
I wish I could say more happened today but I slept until two in the afternoon. Let’s try to fix that tomorrow
Friday, March 20, 2020
(Haha 20 and 2020)
I got my hopes up too high yesterday. I am still cleaning. Apparently, shoving my mattress and dresser into the garage wasn’t good enough for my parents.
I was annoyed with cleaning, so I asked for a quick break. I thought it was genuine until a credit card was thrown my way (not complaining) and was told to brave the grocery store. Again.
Meijer was a mess. People seemed to mind their own business until I was almost hit with a cart when I was grabbing rolls of Charmin Ultra Soft. It seems silly that I had to grab some and run before the whole area was empty again. The display of rolls only lasted about five minutes.
As I was leaving the store, I heard my name being called from across the checkout aisle. I looked over and to my surprise I saw my uncle. It seems like I’m making this up but it really happened, I promise. So, we chatted (yes, we were six feet apart) until I got hungry and left.
I am home now and currently trying to piece my room back together. Today was super productive and I am in a good mood. Time will only tell if it lasts into tomorrow.
Thursday, March 19, 2020
Going off the grid was definitely not what I expected to do today. It was not fun and took social distancing to a whole new level.
Today in the Grooms’ household, we got new flooring. This meant that the wifi router had to be unplugged, my room needed to be completely empty, and my family fell into cleaning chaos. I will say, I became really handy with taking apart bed sets, dressers, and even taking off trimming. I didn’t even have time to shower until midnight because I was working so hard.
Manual labor aside, I went for a quick jog before the rain hit. I need to stay in shape for soccer or else I will fall short of the bar I set for myself, which is terrifying.
For now, I’m kicking a ball around and wondering what I will write tomorrow. Hopefully something different than cleaning.
Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Today has been a sad day so far. I went to Kroger to get some chocolate milk, snacks, and fruit, but then faced my worst nightmare. There was no chocolate milk left (I think they were just restocking but it was still tragic). So, with snacks in hand and a sad excuse of whole milk, I proceeded on with my day.
I got home and was instantly thrown into doing work for my parents. I felt like the CEO of multitasking between shredding paperwork for my mom and managing my dad’s social media accounts. This all took place while my little brother sat on the Xbox and watched me deteriorate. How nice.
I am exhausted already, but it makes the time go by faster. I hope tomorrow is the same way. Maybe they will restock the chocolate milk by then so I can have something else to do.
Tuesday, March 17, 2020
I finally got ready today. However, nobody has to know that it was after 2:00 p.m. and my mom was yelling at me to “look alive.” It did not matter that I wasn’t going anywhere or doing really anything special, but it felt nice to look better than a blanket dweller.
I continued on with my day with ordering some Buffalo Wild Wings carryout and homemade green shakes to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day. A virus is not going to keep me away from my favorite meal and a fun holiday.
Other than eating and sleeping, I have literally done nothing besides some physics work and jogging. Maybe I will be more productive tomorrow.
Monday, March 16, 2020
It has only been a weekend and I already feel trapped. I’m sitting on my couch watching reruns of sports when I should be out on the turf kicking around a soccer ball, or mailing out the next issue of the paper.
Calling the timing of this pandemic inconvenient is an understatement.
Although I’m losing time to play the sport that I love, see the people I care about before going our separate ways, and leave the paper with a legacy to remember, I look back and realize that lives are being saved by containing the virus. I’m okay with staying inside if that means less people will get sick.
The fact that my senior year will never really be the same is dawning on me and it’s starting to really suck.