My gym is now doing online classes, so I started my morning with a yoga class that about killed me, OW.
As of this morning, I have teeny tiny seedlings for: 1 snow pea, 1 sugar snap pea, 1 arugula, 2 sungold tomatoes. Looks like rainbow chard and basil are coming up next, and perhaps 1 more tomato. They seem to be enjoying the heat mat, which so far has not burned down the building, thank fuck.
I was disheartened to read an email from my vet this morning saying that if we must bring our pet in due to illness or injury (routine care is cancelled) we have to wait in the car and they’ll come get our pet and talk to us over the phone while they are examined. We can’t come in and be with them. Up until now this was an option, but not required. I know this is necessary but the thought of the kitties being in there alone without us makes me so sad. Hopefully nothing goes wrong with them. I’ve had some conversations with them re having more regard for their own well-being. Found Little Miss Spiderman walking along the top of a door ledge the other day and said, “This is NOT the time to break a leg!”
Someone barfed up spit all over the dining room floor and I stepped in it. I’m hoping this is either incipient hairball or protest barf because I slept in and was like 2 hours late feeding them.
We’re having pie tonight.
Today my coronavirus anxiety revolves around technology. I got a weird popup on my work macbook last night that seems to imply it’s going to update my OS whether I want it to or not (this is not a thing with macs, unlike Windows they generally are not all "HAHAHAHA you’re getting an update now, don’t turn off your computer, if you don’t want it tough shit). That is a problem because we have proprietary software that needs to be compatible with our OS. If I have an update forced on me that causes me to be unable to work, what then? IT can’t come to my apartment. There are no Apple stores open. If the mac totally dies, I can’t even get hold of IT because that’s through a portal that I don’t think I can access on my chromebook.
See also: my phone is 5 years old and upgrading it was on my list for the near future. Add that to the list of “shit I really shouldn’t have procrastinated on” right up there with dental appointments (both of mine are now cancelled due to the shutdown) and eye doctor and moving the fuck out of Chicago.
Amusingly, I got what I assume is an automated email reminding me it’s time for my mammogram. Yeah… I’m not sure going into a medical facility for routine testing is too smart right now.