Fell a day behind, due in no small part to Friday Night Fights moving to Thursday. Well we went a few weeks without, and I suppose it's not surprise that there is a bit of tension after being holed up together for so long.
I woke up that morning after another restless night - my second where I thought an intruder may be in the apartment. Honestly, our neighborhood is super safe and have never really lived with much concern regarding our safety. These are unusual times though, and I'm fully aware that without a doorman or a double-doored entry, our building is very exposed and would not be difficult to break into.
Travis has been staying up much later than myself, 2 to 3 hours later, and has been in charge of locking up. I woke up one night, in the dark to use the bathroom, and when I got back to bed, lying on my side away from him, my mind began to spin on whether or not he had remembered to lock up that night. I was half-asleep, anxious enough to be not asleep, yet not awake enough to convince myself to get out of bed and walk down the hall to check the door. Caught in this state for a lengthy enough time, I had finally woken my lizard brain just enough to convince it to get up and just check the door already, when SUDDENLY I COULD HEAR NOISE COMING FROM OUTSIDE THE APARTMENT. I quickly sat up and spun around just as the bedroom door cracked open and a figure came into the room, and with my heart in my throat I screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP?!?!?" as I suddenly realized it was just fucking Travis after all and the figure next to me in bed was merely a pillow under the blanket in a humanlike manner that fooled me into thinking it was he lying next to me. Turns out he was only just going to bed! ARRRGGH!!
Of course he drifted right off to sleep, while it took me hours to drift back into an uneasy slumber.
Otherwise, Thursday itself was just more of the same. Plus a few Houseparty with Lynn, Constance, Nadia & Mel.
Oh, reading Ronan Farrow's "Catch & Kill" - what a great read!
Friday, April 10th
I've never been the type to celebrate anniversaries, establish not ones that are not truly lengthy enough to justify the term, but after four weeks of quarantining ourselves in our home, the event is significant enough to take notice of.
Soooo, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!
I'm not sure which is harder to believe - the fact that we have been staying at home for four weeks or the fact that we don't know how much longer this will last for. There is already an expected pressure from the federal government (ie, Trump) to try and get things back to "normal" by May 1st. But good luck convincing the states that matter that it's in their benefit to sacrifice their lives for his electoral benefit.
Our CEO actually gave us today off - Good Friday and a little mental health day.... I still did a bit of work as I'm so far behind on some of my projects, but I let myself sleep in.
Made good progress on Ronan Farrow's book, also listening to a hilarious essayist, Samantha Irby's "Wow, No Thank You" which is absolutely hilarious.
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