Day 27 - Mask mandate RESCINDED. We do NOT need to wear masks.

I stained my pallet today…

If you’re Team Moderna, Dr. Kimberly Shriner, Director of Infectious Disease and Prevention, from Huntington Hospital - Pasadena, says a ½ dose of the  Moderna vaccine is fine for your second booster.  She states: “There is no data that suggests that a full dose of Moderna is better than a half dose at this point.” If that’s the case, why were TWO full doses  needed originally? Wouldn’t the 2-dose Moderna series have been just as effective if my fellow Americans had received ONE full dose at the jump, and then a HALF dose two weeks out? Dr. Shriner says we will probably need another booster in the Fall.  Of the same shit???!!!  How long can Big Pharma keep justifying the OG vaccine when we’re on Variant #1000?

3/30/22. Wednesday

7:00-9:00 - I wake up, but I don’t have any place I need to be so I put on a podcast and go back to sleep.

9:00-9:30 - Transition time. It feels soooo good to have nowhere to go! I head downstairs to say good morning to the animal and she’s still asleep on the couch so I sit next to her and rub her tummy until she wakes up. Outside we go and I survey my plants while I wait for her to go potty. Return inside and coffee for me; cheese for her. I unload the dishwasher and go upstairs.

9:30-10:30 - I color my hair and read Invisible Corset while I wait for the color to set.

10:30-11:15 - B. calls and we talk about the “Will Smith slap” at the Academy Awards. What an asshole!

11:30-12:00-I take a shower and rinse out the color, while listening to The Daily.

12:00-1:00 - I braid my hair and read Invisible Corset while I’m braiding. Lotion. I change into my painting clothes.

1:00-2:00-I’m finally done with my hair. What a waste of time especially after reading Invisible Corset and learning about the “beauty complex” perpetuated by corporations to make women feel bad about themselves. I have a spinach salad and continue reading Invisible Corset. L. has leftover fries from her lunch at the Bel-Air Hotel - Beverly Hills with her friend, T., from Otis. She puts the fries in the Air Fryer for me to make them crispy.

2:00-3:00 - I take the dog for a walk and listen to Film Week on Air Talk.

L. leaves for Otis.

3:00-4:00 – L. has three new students starting - she calls them “privates” - so she and I brainstorm about items she needs for the garage/art studio.  L. says she needs a mini-refrigerator to store drinks and snacks for the “privates.” I propose putting some potted plants in the studio and, to my shock, L. agrees and asks for succulents. I decide to spray-paint the pots and we come up with possible colors, eventually settling on yellow. The art studio is looking messy and disorganized – I feel anxious when I look at it because it’s so cluttered but I think this is what an art studio is supposed to look like?? Now that students are coming, L. removes the clutter and there are clean surfaces again. Her art is still all over the place, haphazardly leaning against walls, so I set up my ladder and hang all of her pieces.  Nothing is left on the floor.

After that, I move her black-and-white, telephone pole, montage to a soffit in the garage, one right next to the other. This is a somewhat laborious task, climbing up and down the ladder and hanging the photographs.  My right shoulder is killing me…it’s been an issue for about 45 days and it’s related to my Insanity workouts.  I keep waiting for it to resolve, but it won’t. I listen to the Slow Home podcast.

4:00-4:30 – I microwave a bean and vegan cheese burrito and watch a You Tube video on staining. Seems simple enough….

4:30-7:00 –  I put a drop cloth under my pallet, drag it out to the driveway, and apply a dark chestnut stain. I had no idea it would be this messy even though I’m totally prepared.  I’m wearing safety goggles, an N95, and my braids are tucked under my baseball cap.  I’m also wearing gloves. This s—t splatters!  What a mess! I listen to several episodes of Beyond Maintenance.

-Several neighbors walk by and see me working. I look terrible, but Invisible Corset says I shouldn’t worry about my looks because it detracts from time spent on my intellect and competence. One of my neighbors sees the Art Studio as they walk by and says, “That’s a really cool garage!”  I feel good about that.

-I’m finished staining and I leave the pallet in the driveway to dry.  I’m worried about combustible rags so I put everything in a bucket and add water.  Maybe this is excessive…I don’t know. All in all, I’m pleased with the result.  This is the first time I’ve ever stained anything and it turned out great! I put the drop cloth in the washing machine.

7:15-7:45 – I go to Sprouts to pick up a few items: cheese, eggs, Justin’s almond butter, zucchini, and dark chocolate malt balls. Hardly anyone is here; staff and a few customers are masking. I don’t bother…I’ve already had Omicron. I listen to True Crime Garage.

7:45-8:15 – Driving. Return home and I put everything away. I listen to By The Book.

8:30 – L. returns from Otis, but made a pitstop at Trader Joes and bought a ton of junk food, to include chips and crackers… everything I love. Oh no! I hope she hides the chips…

L. makes a baked salmon dish and offers me some. It’s very good.

-8:30-9:15 – I do a 30-minute Insanity Max workout, followed by

9:15-9:30 – a 10-minute Insanity Ab workout.

9:30-10:15 – I upload a blog post; then

10:15-11:30 – L. and I call my Dad to wish him a happy birthday.  My Mom’s awake so we have a “group chat.” L. tells me not to worry about the dishes, that she’ll do them, which is shocking. I unload the dishwasher for her, take the trash out, and fill the dog’s dogfood dispenser.

11:30-2:00 – I upload my remaining blog posts. When I’m done, I note that the dishes are still in the sink. L. is up so I knock on her bedroom door and remind her that she said she would do the dishes. L. replies, “I’ll do them tomorrow.” This is one of my pet peeves; I hate waking up to a chaotic kitchen, with a sink filled with dishes and dirty counters - it’s depressing. No matter what time it is, I almost always clean the kitchen before I go to bed (95% of the time). I remind L. of this and she gives me attitude, saying, “They’re just dishes!” I insist, however, and she says, “Fine. I’ll do them now.” I don’t back down, responding with, “Ok, great.” I feel a little guilty about this, but not that much. L. made the commitment and she should honor that commitment.

2:00-2:45 - Nighttime routine. I go downstairs to take the dog out and note that L. did the dishes after all. Bed. I set my alarm for 5:00 a.m.