All Sanitized Up And No Place To Go

 Remember me saying that Ada had covid?

Well, guess what?

For the record, that's NOT a pregnancy test.

A friend wanted me to come over on Friday night for dinner and I didn't want to get her sick, so instead of waiting for Saturday to do a test, I did the test on Friday. 

c$*p.

So I've been in isolation since Friday, escaping the confines of my bedroom only to get breakfast and some pop/ice at 5:30am (well masked, gloves and dripping in hand sanitizer).  Also after yelling downstairs that I'm coming down, giving them ample time to get the heck out of my way, for the food that either Meri brings over, Jen makes and leaves outside my door or some canned food.  I'm snacking on some canned coleslaw right now. YUM!

Me, waiting for Meri's supper last night.  Just leave it on bench! Thanks!

Other than that, I've been stuck in my room all weekend thru today.  I tested myself again yesterday and yep, still positive.  I was kind of hoping the first test was a false positive.

So far, no symptoms outside of my cold that seems to have hung on.  It's weird.  It's almost like I'm becoming an introvert.  I kind of like it...  and I'm NOT an introvert! But I see it's appeal.

You'd think introverts would have the cleanest houses!  Because every day, I'm looking around my room, thinking, "yuck. how have I lived with that bookshelf/closet/bedside drawers/trunk looking like that?"  And the bathroom floor might even get mopped at this rate.  I'm pretty sure the lines around the tiles aren't supposed to be gray.  We'll see later.

I sorted and cleaned out my (supposedly) walk-in closet, which produced 5 bags of clothes for Leon's half siblings, 5-6 bags of rejected items (sheets/clothing/etc) for donations to either Goodwill or Salvation Army and 3 bags of garbage.  I can WALK into my closet and there's still a lot of stuff in there, but at least now I can get to it without climbing over bags of outgrown clothing.

I sorted out Robb's bedside stand and after a good bout of crying, the drawers are all organized.  He'd have hated the neatness of it.  You can see everything at a glance and that would be terrible for him. It takes away the hope that there is a toenail clipper in there somewhere.  *nope*

On Sunday, I streamed church and then for the entire rest of the day, organized all my jewelry that had been in a wadded up heap for years!  I actually have partnered earrings now!  Maddy said that I have a lot of jewelry.  And I guess I do.  I had a regular Avon lady for a good many years, attended several home jewelry parties including Silpada, Sarah Coventry, and some other MLM parties that I don't remember.  I was invited to them all and if they were serving treats? You bet I was there!  Buying the cheapest thing in the catalog.  After having a Tupperware party AND a lingerie party, both the first week in our last house as kind of a housewarming party.  Robb asked me sincerely to use him as an excuse that we don't do that anymore.  So I did! :)  "My husband says I can't".  But I sure went to the parties!

So yeah, I guess I do have a lot of jewelry.  There are some gifts that the kids made for me too.  If you look closely, there is a Lego necklace that I could NEVER part with.  And Robb bought me a lot too.  The bracelets, rings and watches are in a different area.

Nothing very expensive, but they are steeped in sentimentality.

The kids have been wonderful and concerned.  They insisted that I send out hourly, homemade, BeReal updates to them.  As soon as the hourly alarm on my phone goes off, I have to take a pic of what I can see and what I look like and send to them.  No arranging the photos to make it look good. The thing is to BE REAL.  sigh.  It's like they're going to write a book documenting my demise.  But I'm doing it!

And don't critique my bed making skills, or lack thereof.  Who's going to see it?!  me. and I don't care today.  The bathroom drawers are all lined up for my next organizing stint. Lots of junk in there.

My sister-in-law thought it would be funny to send different pics to throw the kids off.  So one hour I sent them a pic of her pantry, the next hour I sent them this.

Instead of where did all those Golden Retrievers come from or why do you have a pool in your room, it was all, "Who is that man and why is he in your bedroom?"  sigh.  SOMEBODY needs to manage the dogs and the pool!

Why do I have to be contagious in order to carve time to do deep cleaning in areas of the house that no one will see?!  Well, it's getting done.  Maybe once it's all clean, it'll give me the boost I need to hit other problem spots in the house. maybe.