NJM 2020, Entry 28 - So Close! in These Foolish Things

So close to the end of this year’s NoJoMo. This year has been really easy to hit every day since I haven’t gone anywhere or really seen anyone besides my fam. Though I will say that I’ve gotten to this later and later each day it seems.

I told my parents tonight that I’m not coming over tomorrow (Sunday) because I’d just seen them. Then I felt guilty about it. But come on. I’ve gone to mom and dad’s EVERY Sunday since Covid started and I’d just like to have a Sunday to not worry about the hour drive there and hanging out for several hours and then the hour drive back. It’s not that it’s a nuisance - its that it really turns into a whole day ordeal and I’m sometimes super stressed and/or annoyed and…I just want to take a break from feeling the obligation of going.

I mean, at first I was doing the grocery shopping for them, but now that my SIL is living there full-time, she’s able to do the shopping. I’m glad she’s there, but I’m sad for her because my brother seems to be kind of a dick. You know they are living separately because my bro is a teacher, right? And he’s with the kids all day and is so worried that he’s going to bring Covid back to her and my niece and my parents. But it just seems like he doesn’t even interact with anyone when he does come.

I don’t know. What do I know anymore? The bottom line is, he’s going above and beyond to be safe by isolating himself, but it comes across as being a dick because he’s isolating himself!

God. I can’t wait for this shit to be over.

So yeah, I think that the Bulldog called me last night to ramble on and on about the Covid vaccine because everybody else is tired of hearing about it from him. I was probably the last person in the world who’d listen! And even then, after over an hour I was like, I gotta go - NOW! And practically hung up on him.

Today I didn’t interact with a soul - except for the sweet puppy soul of Martini.

I take that back. I walked the dog for a long, long while and did encounter a few people on my walk(s). There was one dude in particular who was talking on the phone with someone while he walked. I could partially hear his part of the conversation. He was talking about our Supreme Court Justices and how “Trump makes some good decisions…”

UGH.

I turned the corner and started walking the other direction.

And I “bumped” into him again all the way over on the other side of the river (we both were clearly walking several miles) and he stopped his conversation (he was still talking on the phone) to tell me that I was dressed very nicely today. Thank you very much.

He went back to his conversation while I let the dog sniff around so we would be better socially distanced and I heard him say, “yeah, she’s cute!” and then he turned around and gestured at me.

Gross.

Maybe I should give the Bulldog his number! They’d have a ton to talk about.

OK. It’s late and I’m fading. I don’t know if there’s a new SNL on tonight? I’m going to see if I can find out.

Sleep tight, my loves,
GS