Here we go again.
I push off the covers to start a day in what seems to be the longest week of the year and walk all the way over to the bathroom. I’ve decided to skip watching my own reflection in the mirror. To what end? My eyebrows are out of control and my skin could use a little bit of moisturizer. It’s not like I can do something about it now.
I’m sure I should wash my hair by the way my dog avoided to sniff me just now. I can do just fine with that fact. It’s not like any humans will be sniffing me anytime soon. Look at that! One thing that I can do something about and here I am, choosing not to.
My phone pings with messages from my manager. He’s saying ‘good morning’ but what he is really saying is ‘have you managed to get yourself out of bed yet?’. I sigh and glance at the clock that signals I should have set up shop on the couch an hour ago.
But, oh well, what is even an alarm when you don’t have to wake up two hours before you have to leave for work to get your hair done, match your nails and shoes to your outfit and put on an outfit that is cute in at least a few hundred ways? Unnecessary, that’s what it is.
With a bird’s nest for hair and clad in mismatched PJs, I get the work done for the day. I may or may not have advocated the imposition of work-from-home policy but truth be told, it was more because of how much I missed the couch at home.
Of course, I am a responsible citizen with my fair share of hoarded toilet paper and sanitizer but like come on, Coronavirus is serious! I need much more than that to keep myself and my loved ones safe.
Anyway, with the work done and the social media browsed thoroughly and uncountably, I scan my surroundings for a source of inspiration that will entertain me for the rest of the day. My eyes land back on the TV and I decide there is no time like the present to binge-watch my show on Netflix. I promise myself that I would only watch three episodes and then work out.
23474938 episodes later…
Oh well, it’s the thought that counts, right?
Disclaimer: This is an imagined reality of an extremely lazy person. It does not bear any resemblance to my personal routine in the self-quarantine except for the need to get my eyebrows done. Also, keeping ourselves clean is a necessity especially in a time like this which is why this is only an attempt at humor to keep things light and interesting.
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