I asked her about wearing her mask for the duration of the shift and she said it’s not ideal, but hey, what are you going to do? I’m sure she’d rather wear it than risk COVID-19 more than she has to. She’s the only breadwinner in the house now. I feel like a homemaker. I try to make sure the house is somewhat tidy when she gets home. It’s quite the 50’s white-picket fence situation, sans kids.
May 18, 2020:
Quarantine Day 62:
I FOUND OUT WHERE PATROL PATTY LIVES while on a bike ride today! If you recall, I had quite the nasty run-in with another local at the beginning of the lockdown. She accused me of not being from around here. I’ve seen her multiple times since and I’ve bitten my tongue when passing her, but for some reason it riles me up every time I run into her.
I’m not going to do anything with this information, but it’s nice to know how close your enemy is.
May 19, 2020:
Quarantine Day 63:
Quarantine Limerick #2:
There once was a guy in a pandemic
Whose hair had grown kind of hectic
He had some clippers
A set of blunt scissors
And prayed to God he wouldn’t wreck it
Myles is planning on buzzing his hair tonight. Actually, he wants ME to do it. I know it’s pretty foolproof to use a set of clippers, but it’s a lot of hair. Wish me luck!
May 20, 2020:
Quarantine Day 64:
Oh. My. God. Myles looks like a completely different person. And that was quite the traumatic experience for me. First of all, I could not simply buzz his hair. It was too long, too thick, and this poor set of clippers was like the little engine that absolutely could NOT. I could hear the engine struggling to weed-whack its way across his head. So I had to start with a pair of kitchen scissors (mentioned in the limerick above). I hacked away at the hair quite efficiently, removing clump after clump as close to his scalp as I could manage. Then I made the mistake of stepping back to admire my work.
He looked like he had mange. I had not cut his hair as evenly as I’d thought, and the poor guy looked like one of those dogs you see on the ASPCA commercials featuring Sarah Mclachlan. I burst into a fit of laughter as he ran to the mirror to check out my handiwork. Good thing we had the clippers.
May 21, 2020:
Quarantine Day 65:
Another beach day today with two girlfriends. I got to set up my hammock and get some reading done. I’m taking a few days off from dealing with the unemployment office because it just makes me angry and ruins my day. I’ll deal with all of that after Memorial Day weekend. I’m starting to get down in the dumps again and it’s not good for me or anyone around me.
May 22, 2020:
Quarantine Day 66:
Just when I start complaining about how hard my life is during this pandemic, I am reminded of how lucky I am to live in Key West, especially right now. I really need to stop being a brat about my rollercoaster feelings, because some people have been stuck in their houses or apartments during this whole thing, and here I am spending my days enveloped in surf and sand. Today I got to go out on a boat to celebrate my friend’s birthday. It was a little rough and windy and I came away with some bruises from the ride, but it was good to be out on the water with friends. I’ve missed them so much. Happy birthday, Jane!
May 23, 2020:
Quarantine Day 67:
We’re a little over a week away from opening the Overseas Highway to tourists, and we’ve already experienced a small spike in COVID-19 cases since opening up the restaurants. I have a bad feeling about this, but we’ll just have to see how the month of June goes. There are rumors that my restaurant may open in July, but I’m sure that won’t happen if we become the next Corona hot spot. I’ve decided that I’m going to maintain a low profile next month and stick close to home. I can’t help the influx here, but I can do my best to not be a part of it.
Lauryn Lucy Brooke is a bartender who lives in Key West, Florida. Her favorite activities used to be traveling, scuba diving, and hanging out with friends. None of which she can do now. Lauryn has a Masters Degree in Journalism from CUNY.