By: Gabriela Yareliz
Update from yesterday: so, the neighbor made a cute wooden fence during yesterday’s Zoom calls. He didn’t sign it to me through the window; I just got nosy and investigated with my invisible binoculars. (Sometimes, you have to do what you have to do to stay informed. You have totally done it, where you take a photo of something and then later zoom in. Don’t fake innocence).
Today, I did church at home. My boyfriend was also live-streaming, and we were texting each other. Made my day. It’s like the equivalent of the whisper or passing of a note— except coronavirus edition.
I spent hours reading my Bible. It was so peaceful. Nothing like reading verses and still getting chills after reading them for the hundredth time. God’s Word is truly a living document.
I did yoga with Adrienne. I am working on the crow pose (is that what it’s called?). You lift your entire body with just hands touching the ground. Magic. I told you guys— I will be levitating by the end of this quarantine.
I am down to two eggs. Soon, I will be in my neighbor’s yard doing an Easter egg hunt, but instead of the candy-filled plastic ones, I will be looking for real eggs and not even his new wooden fence he built will be able to keep me out. Ha! (Kidding. I will search for eggs at the grocery once I decide I am crazy enough to go all the way to the back).
I did a retinol face mask, today. (I am glowing, guys. Glowing like the sun we didn’t see today in NYC). They keep jacking up the heat and then turning it off. (No better time to be profusely sweating, suddenly).
Lastly, I was reminiscing with my boyfriend on FaceTime about food we ate while growing up. Do you guys remember Caprisuns, Tang, Vienna Sausages in a can? How did the FDA even allow blue colored juices on a shelf? (I guess it still does).
My conclusion: If we lived through that, we are invincible. The City of New York just texted me. I must now go distance myself.