Weekend Plans Post: Batchin’ It In A Time Of Covid
Maribou did the math for how to visit her bestie out in Seattle without having to use an airplane and given that a train ticket was somewhere around four *THOUSAND* dollars if she wanted a private car (and she did), she concluded that driving out there was the best bet. Leave on Saturday, get there on Sunday. She’s working remotely anyway so have a normal work week. Leave on Saturday, get home on Sunday. Additionally, this is probably the last weekend that we could reliably say that the mountains wouldn’t be a snowy problem driving back. Will next weekend be bad? Maybe not, but maybe, and we had no way of knowing last week.
So this week was the last real window to visit either until the end of the plague or the end of the snowy season.
Which means that, locally, this weekend will be spent batchin’ it.
It’s weird. In the beforetimes, when I was batchin’ it, there were a ton of little things that I could easily ignore. Hey, I’m going into work, right? So most of my time was eaten up by work and evenings were eaten up by goofing off. But we’re in a pandemic. All of the little chores that we had to do like going to grocery stores or the mall or something like that just aren’t on the table. So little things that you’d put off until Friday Night, like the laundry, or stuff that you’d put off until Sunday Night, like the recycling, are just sitting there and you can say “well… I can take care of that now and then it’ll be taken care of” which means that, come Friday Night, all the laundry is already done. Well, there might be *A* load. But not, like, 4. The recycling might have a couple of Amazon boxes in it… heck, if you take care of it now, you won’t have to take care of it later.
Heck, you don’t have to wait until Saturday to change the bedclothes… change them on Tuesday! It’s not like you’re not going to have opportunities to wash them!
Time has no meaning. Chores have no set schedule. We are radically free, to do whatever we want, whenever we want.
I have a load of jeans drying in the dryer right now.
Which means that, come this weekend, my schedule won’t involve laundry (well, there might be *A* load), and it won’t involve taking out the trash/recycling, and there won’t be anything to do on Saturday except finish up building my computer.
Which makes Saturday Night’s dance card full up.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is “Pillow Fort”. Taken by the Author.)