Thank God(dess) I'm Still Stupid...
Apr. 17th, 2020 09:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouse If you thought that somehow, thanks to the pandemic, you wouldn't be hearing stories of my adventures in idiocy, you'd be VERY WRONG, my friend.
Yesterday, I realized we were completely out of cat food and so I grabbed my teen, our masks, and headed to the car. I put the key in and... "rrr?" was all I got. I tried again, "r?" and then "..."
We got out of the car and came inside to call triple-A. That was new and different, because I was asked very explicitly if me or anyone in my family had been exposed to COVID-19. Since I presumed a certain amount of closeness and current-ness and certain-ness, my answer was "no." I mean, of course, I could have been recently and I wouldn't know for several weeks, and we were one-removed from a known case, but that was literally over a month ago and that person who was in contact with the confirmed case never developed any symptoms. So... I felt fairly confident in my answer, and, at any rate, it was enough to get them to send someone. I also promised to be wearing a mask, which I did.
The triple-A guy was a hoot. He really wanted to understand the problem before coming out. So, I described everything again and confessed that it was, in fact, QUITE POSSIBLE that I'd forgotten to fill-up with gas. Thing is, a lot of my car is electronic, and it has a little warning beep it gives me when I am running low on fuel. HOWEVER, when I'm low on something else--say, washer fluid--it really, really wants me to know about THAT over everything else. We are low on wiper fluid. I have not bothered to get any because: SNOW. So, I may have missed the indicator that warmed me about low fuel. Yes, yes, I have a gauge, but it's exactly 100% accurate, so I have been relying on the reminder.
Guess what?
I WAS out of gas.
On the other hand, the triple-A guy and I did a lovely social distance ballet while working on the car together. I left my AAA card and my driver's licence on the trunk, got into the car, he check that. He looked under the hood while I tried the car, made the determination to try the gas, while I stayed in the car. And, like this until the car started. We yelled at each other from across the road when everything was done (yelling, because masks really muffle your voice.)
Anyway, it was weirdly entertaining. Then, since I was already wearing the mask and I wanted to make sure the battery was charged, I went to Target by myself, got the cat food and was impressed with Target's social distancing and constant sanitizing. They literally wipe everything down between customers. EVERYONE was wearing a mask and gloves working there, and there were social distance markers on the floor to indicate where customers should wait in line. MOST of the customers were also wearing masks, some had gloves, and everyone was being really conscientious about how close they were to each other. Except, of course, family groupings, which was fine.
In other news, my sour dough starter has really started to percolate, so perhaps Vera wasn't quite as ready as I thought she was before. Today, I am making rolls and regular bread with her cast off.
I also decided to be silly and made myself this "fancy" desert:
Image: wine glass full of orange Jello and orange slices--just how grandma used to make it, only FANCY!
Haters gonna hate, but I'm here to tell you: IT WAS DELICIOUS AND I REGRET NOTHING.
Also, I posted my cooking/food fic today, I hope my requester likes it. It is super fluffy and full of the smell of food, the preparing of food, and the eating of food. ALL THE THINGS I LOVE.
Yesterday, I realized we were completely out of cat food and so I grabbed my teen, our masks, and headed to the car. I put the key in and... "rrr?" was all I got. I tried again, "r?" and then "..."
We got out of the car and came inside to call triple-A. That was new and different, because I was asked very explicitly if me or anyone in my family had been exposed to COVID-19. Since I presumed a certain amount of closeness and current-ness and certain-ness, my answer was "no." I mean, of course, I could have been recently and I wouldn't know for several weeks, and we were one-removed from a known case, but that was literally over a month ago and that person who was in contact with the confirmed case never developed any symptoms. So... I felt fairly confident in my answer, and, at any rate, it was enough to get them to send someone. I also promised to be wearing a mask, which I did.
The triple-A guy was a hoot. He really wanted to understand the problem before coming out. So, I described everything again and confessed that it was, in fact, QUITE POSSIBLE that I'd forgotten to fill-up with gas. Thing is, a lot of my car is electronic, and it has a little warning beep it gives me when I am running low on fuel. HOWEVER, when I'm low on something else--say, washer fluid--it really, really wants me to know about THAT over everything else. We are low on wiper fluid. I have not bothered to get any because: SNOW. So, I may have missed the indicator that warmed me about low fuel. Yes, yes, I have a gauge, but it's exactly 100% accurate, so I have been relying on the reminder.
Guess what?
I WAS out of gas.
On the other hand, the triple-A guy and I did a lovely social distance ballet while working on the car together. I left my AAA card and my driver's licence on the trunk, got into the car, he check that. He looked under the hood while I tried the car, made the determination to try the gas, while I stayed in the car. And, like this until the car started. We yelled at each other from across the road when everything was done (yelling, because masks really muffle your voice.)
Anyway, it was weirdly entertaining. Then, since I was already wearing the mask and I wanted to make sure the battery was charged, I went to Target by myself, got the cat food and was impressed with Target's social distancing and constant sanitizing. They literally wipe everything down between customers. EVERYONE was wearing a mask and gloves working there, and there were social distance markers on the floor to indicate where customers should wait in line. MOST of the customers were also wearing masks, some had gloves, and everyone was being really conscientious about how close they were to each other. Except, of course, family groupings, which was fine.
In other news, my sour dough starter has really started to percolate, so perhaps Vera wasn't quite as ready as I thought she was before. Today, I am making rolls and regular bread with her cast off.
I also decided to be silly and made myself this "fancy" desert:
Image: wine glass full of orange Jello and orange slices--just how grandma used to make it, only FANCY!
Haters gonna hate, but I'm here to tell you: IT WAS DELICIOUS AND I REGRET NOTHING.
Also, I posted my cooking/food fic today, I hope my requester likes it. It is super fluffy and full of the smell of food, the preparing of food, and the eating of food. ALL THE THINGS I LOVE.