First Day Out

      Today I had to walk all the way to the bank, then to the other bank, then to the 24-store near the first bank, then up every hill in town, up my steep driveway, and finally up the steps leading to the front door. My feet and hips are killing me. But, even though I did not have a mask, and had to take off a glove to use a debit machine when I mistakenly thought it was interfering with my password; I am still healthy, or so it seems. I would most likely be showing symptoms by now.

      It was spooky out there! It felt so apocalyptic. It was raining, and we took a shortcut past the basketball court, which has been closed down. There were very few people for the majority of our walk. When we got downtown, I saw one man wearing a mask, and zero people wearing gloves, aside from myself. Even my mother just had her winter gloves on, and I suppose they could be porous enough for the virus to get through; but still, she wouldn't dispose of them. So I hope they were in her laundry basket today.

      We saw the stupidest thing; and if this applies to you, then just stop it. We saw that instead of picking up after their dogs, they made these tiny signs that tell you it's dog poop, and they stuck it into the pile. What is this world coming to? What the actual hell is everyone's problem?

      And what's mine? I'm 27 years old, and I'm getting gray hair. Google says medical attention is recommended, but I'm not willing to go into a sick pit until A.), people learn how germs spread and decide to give a shit, or B.), the cases diminish drastically. But I hear there was a huge increase in the U.S. overnight.

      In any event, I appear to still be healthy; so tonight I'm going to start reformatting my newest story for Fanfiction.Net. I'm so proud. The story may suck, but since last month I have written seventy pages, or exactly 24,700 words. That's a pretty big deal; most of that was written in the extremely early morning. My game is also going well, in a kind of ironic way. My Sim Shannon was always going to be a firefighter. I gave her the Brave trait as soon as it became available. And she was voted Most Likely To Save The World. Then, on her eighth day on the job, she accepted the First Kiss interaction from a total stranger who just happened to be standing outside the fire hall. She got the Naughty reputation because she is also involved with a high school student. And I saw a werewolf cast Chattering Teeth, which I'll never understand.

      I would have done some things differently with the base game, let alone the expansions. For instance, having to go to a store to buy furniture, and then having it delivered. Or buying a bucket of paint to change the wall color. Et cetera. I would have made it so one Sim or a whole bunch of Sims could perform the job; and Slob Sims would have made a big mess. Or a medium mess if they also had the Genius trait.

      ...I am way too into this. I'd sure love to hear how someone else's life is going, for a change. I mean, I live with people...but I know what they're up to. I think I need to hear a different voice that does not come from the TV, or a depressing newscast. I'm going insane. But I guess we all are, or are gone already.