It stopped raining so I took the dog for a social distancing stroll around the neighborhood. Everyone we saw was wearing masks and I only had to yell “Get back!” at one person when they tried to get on the elevator with us.
I’ve been locked in the house for exactly 3 weeks and 3 days and have been really leaning into Instacart to deliver supplies and food. Today was the 3rd time since March 7th that the stores (plural) had no toilet paper. None. Zero.
Anyway, when my delivery driver arrived just now after shopping for hours and striking out on the TP aisle at each spot, I noticed a gift bag in one of the grocery sacks. When I asked him what it was, he said “Oh, I live nearby and have toilet paper at home so I ran and grabbed a few rolls for you.”
I’m not sure if I’ve just been in here for too long by myself or what, but it was super moving and made me cry. I honestly feel like it is one of the kindest things a stranger has ever done for me.
Grocery delivery people are doing humanitarian work right now. Tip them accordingly! 🧻
If you’re wondering how I’m doing, I’ve been inside my house for 25 days and had to turn off Beverly Hills Chihuahua just now because it was too sad.
Preventative social distancing is going well. I went up to my rooftop garden today with the dog when the sun came out so we don’t wither and die, wiped some surfaces, took this photo, and came back inside.