It's not easy to keep being as cautious as I believe would be prudent for me:
I had blood drawn this afternoon to be tested for anti-covid T cells. The nearest place to have that done was in Waltham, which meant taking a Lyft there and back. I did that after lunch today.
The blood draw was quick and easy, and as long as I was in Waltham I walked from that office to Lizzy's Ice Cream, and came home with quarts of chocolate and black raspberry, and a pint of chocolate orgy. It's a nice walk, across the Charles River, and I decided that good mask + roomy store + very few customers on a weekday during school hours was an acceptable risk, since the Lyft ride home would be almost the same distance.
There aren't a lot of things I actually want to do that are within my current walking distance, since normally I'd have to walk both there and back, rather than just getting into a Lyft a fifth of a mile further from my apartment than if I had gone directly from having my blood drawn.
The problem is the temptation to think, well, I saw the dentist yesterday, and this is also medical. Well, I went to Waltham to have blood drawn, rather than paying for someone to come to my house and do it. Well, I'm already here in Waltham, and it's a nice day for a walk.
I had also let that line of thinking lead me to thinking that it would be OK for me to go see an apartment with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cattitude and adrian_turtle, since it's only a block from my current location. Having thought about the rest of that, I told them that no, I would stay home and trust their judgment, just like with apartments that weren't in walking distance.
I cannot plan to not have gone to Lizzy's three hours ago. I can plan not to do that or the equivalent until conditions improve and/or that blood test tells me I have some protection against covid.
ETA: In line with the above, I've emailed Jo and asked her to please roll my Scintillation membership over to 2023. This is mostly making it official, and a little bit removing temptation.
I had blood drawn this afternoon to be tested for anti-covid T cells. The nearest place to have that done was in Waltham, which meant taking a Lyft there and back. I did that after lunch today.
The blood draw was quick and easy, and as long as I was in Waltham I walked from that office to Lizzy's Ice Cream, and came home with quarts of chocolate and black raspberry, and a pint of chocolate orgy. It's a nice walk, across the Charles River, and I decided that good mask + roomy store + very few customers on a weekday during school hours was an acceptable risk, since the Lyft ride home would be almost the same distance.
There aren't a lot of things I actually want to do that are within my current walking distance, since normally I'd have to walk both there and back, rather than just getting into a Lyft a fifth of a mile further from my apartment than if I had gone directly from having my blood drawn.
The problem is the temptation to think, well, I saw the dentist yesterday, and this is also medical. Well, I went to Waltham to have blood drawn, rather than paying for someone to come to my house and do it. Well, I'm already here in Waltham, and it's a nice day for a walk.
I had also let that line of thinking lead me to thinking that it would be OK for me to go see an apartment with
cattitude and adrian_turtle, since it's only a block from my current location. Having thought about the rest of that, I told them that no, I would stay home and trust their judgment, just like with apartments that weren't in walking distance.I cannot plan to not have gone to Lizzy's three hours ago. I can plan not to do that or the equivalent until conditions improve and/or that blood test tells me I have some protection against covid.
ETA: In line with the above, I've emailed Jo and asked her to please roll my Scintillation membership over to 2023. This is mostly making it official, and a little bit removing temptation.
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