This just dawned on me…. Holy crap….
I’m having a crazy day here at the home office. Busy. My 1:00PM lunch break didn’t start until 2:45. My 16 hour fast lasted 17:45 today. Crazy!
As I eat my PB&J with a side of Ritz crackers I am listening to the Puck Soup podcast. Our favorite hockey writer podcast is having an in depth discussion of appetizers. One of them just said he loves going to a tex-mex place and having a big bowl of chips and salsa.
So do I, I thought. Minus the salsa, of course. That’s when it hit me.
I haven’t been to The Border Cafe in over seven months.
As if the existence of Covid-19 wasn’t bad enough, now I realize that I haven’t been to my favorite restaurant in over half a year. The entire Spring and the entire Summer passed without me having a single bite of Tejas chicken, or their blackened chicken, or the French quarter chicken, or the tortilla chips.
Good lord, what has the world come to?
I think the stir crazy for this installment of the stir crazy files is more of an abstract idea. It’s kinda of a philosophical stir crazy, if you will.
The stir crazy is… I don’t really feel stir crazy anymore. How did that happen? Quarantine/Lock Down/Extreme Social Distance… it’s normal now. We don’t go out, we work from home, we only drive the cars around a little just to make sure they still work, we don’t see people, we instacart groceries and amazon everything else. We try picking up new hobbies, then we drop the new hobbies and look for new, new hobbies. We tweak our work spaces here and there. We stress over the kids going to school. We stress over the possibility of being asked to go back to the office. We stress over sick family members and then stress again over not being able to help sick family members.
All of it sucks out loud, but it’s all normal now. It’s not this new, insane thing that we have to deal with, it’s just life. It should feel wackier than it does, shouldn’t it?
Oh well. At least we get a new season of The Mandolorian in a couple of weeks. This is the way.
I had a second episode of The Stir Crazy Files all lined up and ready to go and then something came along to negate the need for it.
Yesterday my love came up with a plan to take a tiny little bite out of the cabin fever and also fight against the lack of exercise we are bound to suffer from during our social distancing.
She asked me if I wanted to take a walk around the block. I said sure and off we went. It only took about 15 minutes or so and it just felt great. I mean, the exercise was just exercise, you know? But actually spending a few minutes outside of the confines of our house just really hit the spot.
Normally I would be 100% in favor of not going outside for any reason, but now that The Man is telling us to stay in it just felt so good breathe fresh air. We both felt invigorated and we agreed we’d do the same thing every lunch time until The Man sets us free. Weather permitting, of course.
Can you see where this is going now?
When we woke up this morning it was pouring rain. When we started working it was pouring rain. When I looked outside after my morning meeting it was pouring rain.
When 1:00 came I didn’t even bother looking outside, I just went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich.
Then… a minor miracle.
Jen had a meeting end around 1:00. As I was sitting down to eat my sandwich she asked if I wanted to go for a walk. But… but.. I thought. Then I looked outside and wonder of wonders the rain had stopped! It was still cold as ass, but at least it wasn’t raining! We went outside and went for a walk. Oh happiness!
So instead of writing a post about feeling stir crazy again, I get to write a post about not feeling stir crazy again.
Now go and wash your damn hands.