Daily Notes- Still March 27th

I don't usually come here twice in one day.  But today- I realized it's just--just---been 14 days.  And it feels like a Lifetime.  It feels like a month at least. I was SURE it was a month.  How could the President be "bored of it" in such a short Time.  My children said that.  "Bored of it".

I don't do much each day- I make food, I wipe down surfaces, I watch a small bit of news- just to stay current and every other day- I do a load or two of washing. Drying it and folding it.

Reading is a comfort but... either-- my eyes or my new readers- are making the words swim after a few pages.  I am exhausted.  I put in the new moisturizing gel drops.  They make me sleepy.

I realized I had forgotten to buy the wonton wrappers for the cupcake sized lasagnas. I looked them up on the internet to see if they had a recipe for them.  Yes. But I would need cornstarch to keep them from sticking together.  And it seemed like such a difficult thing- to go look in the pantry.  To see if I owned any.  I just got up, now, to look.  I own cornstarch.  The recipe card in my very nice handwriting (Deb L said so) is here in front of me.

People who know I sew ( I don't, I make quilts) are sending emails or calling- knowing for sure that I will have quarter inch elastic for the masks they are making.  I do not.  I never have had any.  I wish I did have some to give to them.  One woman has made 81 masks.  I feel guilty that I have had no urge to make even one.

New York is now putting two people on each ventilator that they have. Doubling their capacity. I hope they share the technique with Italy. I'm sure they have. It's the right thing to do.

Two Weeks.  A Lifetime.