My husband really likes his routine. This is a man who likes to order the same pizza from the same takeout place every Thursday evening for diner. They’re so used to him by now that they sometimes mess with him when he calls to place the order. (Don’t worry — they deliver the correct pizza!) And this pandemic has been pretty tough on him because he can’t follow his normal schedule.
But today he almost had a normal Saturday! I’d gone out to run a couple of errands this afternoon. I knew he’d gone to the grocery store to pick up something for us to grill for dinner. But when I got back home around 6 p.m., he was still out. My first clue should have been that he was wearing khaki cargo shorts, not his normal black gym shorts pandemic-wear.
Well, he went to his regular Saturday afternoon watering hole! He couldn’t sit at the bar like he normally does, but he sat at a table right up next to the bar. The bartender had to walk all the way around the bar to serve beers, but whatever. There were live sports on the TVs — he watched a lacrosse game and some of a golf tournament. He saw some of the regular Saturday customers. I think he was pretty pleased.
When he got home, I mentioned that he most have been happy because it was almost like a pre-pandemic Saturday — we slept in a little, worked out, he mowed the lawn and ran errands and then he got to go to the bar before we made dinner. He replied that it wasn’t a normal Saturday because he didn’t go to his morning spin class. But the man rode 20 miles on his actual bicycle! What can I tell you — he definitely likes his routine!
Notes from a Self Quarantine 