This might be the last photo-op from the aphid infected tulip that I cut on Sunday. But, I learned something. Tulips can actually have a scent. Guess I never had one of the scented ones indoors before.
When I went out for my morning cardio walk at 10 AM, it was an all-hands effort getting great big bag lunches to 400 or so residents who are not on the nursing or assisted living floors.
When I got back to my room, I had a great big bag lunch.
Well, I saved it for dinner. Lunch being a sandwich. Think of this as an airplane meal about 30 years ago. But, hey, these are trying times.
Management added a bunch of new draconian rules today. They essentially cut off all outside delivery of food either from groceries or restaurants. Also, if you leave the grounds for any reason except a medical emergency you will be quarantined for 5 days.
Fortunately, I have PLAN B. My freezer which is chocked full of things that will sustain life. Bacon, muffins, sandwiches, soup, slices of tenderloin just ready to become part of a steak salad, And, I have beer, coffee, and chocolate enough to last a month. More if I act moderately. And, the Asylum does deliver from the liquor store. Amazon sells coffee. The old bat might just make it.
I think they are getting closer to locking us in our rooms. That will be hard.
Gratitude
Grateful that I got my masks made in time now that I must wear them every time I step out of my apartment.
My primary purpose is to stay alive and not endanger others.
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