Journal of the Plague Year, Day Three Hundred Sixty Three: The world doesn’t just disappear when you close your eyes.

I finally had my slightly-delayed actual housewarming tonight, which meant the kids and their parents and grandparents over for homemade pizza and shenanigans. This has blown an enormous hole in my efforts to keep the place clean, and if I want to go to bed with my housekeeping conscience intact I’m going to be doing […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Three Hundred Fifty Two: I know what you’re thinking right now.

After limping around my apartment all weekend with and without the boot on my foot, I figured, shit, I’m good to go to run all my errands today. It’s like there’s nothing wrong. So I went to Costco. And I went to the grocery store. Out and about, driving and shopping, for three hours. Turns […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Three Hundred Forty Three: The company feels that if we ease up because someone dies, it will only encourage other people to die.

The kids came over this afternoon, and a whole lot was done. The good news is, we blew through about a week’s worth of unpacking in one day. The bad news is, we blew through about a week’s worth of unpacking in one day. I will talk to you again when I wake up, which […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Three Hundred Thirteen: Say you won’t leave me no more.

About 330 PM today I noticed “holy shit, I’ve been super productive this week.” Then I started to think about it and realized, “oh, I’m in a hypomanic episode. That explains that.” Cool. Hypomanic episodes aren’t honestly that bad. My therapist and I have even talked about trying to trigger them on purpose, because when […]

Journal of the Plague Year, Day Three Hundred Four: What we’ve got here is failure to communicate.

Once again time has gotten away from me. Partially because I did actual work today! And partially because I had dinner with the kids and then stuck around way past my bedtime. I mean literally purposefully past it, at one point I said “it’s past my bedtime” and then asked for another Spindrift about 20 […]