Not to brag, but I was a champ during the Lockdown. All my years of training as a couch potato had finally paid off. I was only too happy to have a legitimate reason to stay home and commit to being a full-time potato.
I had made it my mission not to leave my apartment since the coronavirus started. I have been inside since spring break or the end of March if you’ve already blocked out the entire school year.
You may be doubting me and wondering how I can survive without ever going outside. The answer is I am one smart cookie.
Lucky for me, I love a good sale. I buy most of my groceries during sales.
There is a sale every week at my local supermarket on something. Even if I didn’t need it at the time, I bought it anyway because you never know when it might come in handy.
This is why my apartment is always filled to the brim with food. I could probably start a soup kitchen in my actual kitchen if I wanted. In case you were wondering, I did share my bounty with my less-prepared neighbors.
My love of sales applies to toiletries as well. I am one of those horrible people who hoarded toilet paper. Hate me if you must.
In case you were wondering, I am not the person who hoarded hand sanitizer at the beginning of the virus –that was the rest of America.
Before spring break happened and I imposed my own Lockdown, I loaded up on food and toiletries regardless of sales, so I was well prepared. I even had flashlights and batteries ready in case of a blackout.
I owe my preparedness to my mother. Thank you, mother, for always forcing me to watch survival shows. Because of you, I survived.
Despite my preparedness with supplies, I struggled to keep myself entertained.
Between binge-watching Netflix, I started to train for the cleaning Olympics, which hopefully, future generations will start. I cleaned out my closets, drawers, and even under my bed—that was particularly scary.
I consider cleaning a sport because of all the physical activity and strategy involved. You have to carefully plan out where to put things and be quick to move out of the way, so nothing falls on you. You also have to be mentally prepared to handle what you find.
It is not a sport for the faint of heart.
I know most people sought comfort through social media, but I wasn’t one of them. I relied on plans instead.
I feel best when I have a plan in place with multiple back up plans.
I know that things don’t always go according to plan, as we have all seen with the pandemic, but having an idea of how to handle different situations makes me feel the safest.
I hope our government takes a page from my book and starts creating new prevention plans for the next disaster. Hopefully, there won’t be one for a long time.