“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 936 (Sunday) – suspended animation

It was another day spent in suspended animation. The couch is the center of the world within The BungaLowell. It’s often more of an anchor than a piece of furniture.

Signs of life were everywhere outside. Birds chirped and scratched in the gutters. Neighbors yelled. Loud cars visited the neighbors who like to yell. Weekend activity continued with a $19.95 rental van at another neighbor’s house.

Winston at rest.

Meanwhile, on the couch, Winston sprawled and napped and I streamed Netflix shows while playing Wordle and then Woodoku. At 3:30, I finally sprang to action and changed out of pajamas and into jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and the tan yard chores sweatshirt with a schmear of black paint. Once dressed, the key was retrieved from the drawer and I marched to the shed and removed the lawn mower.

The grass was lush, thanks to the recent rains and tall thanks to the recent neglect. It took several passes over some spots in the back yard where the grass seemed to flatten out and didn’t seem willing to be cut. In the front yard, the mower wouldn’t start. That’s when I learned about the reset button on the outside outlet. The yards certainly look a lot better than before they were mowed, and the electric mower is much easier to start and maneuver than the previous gas mower.

Back inside, it was back to the couch and the Asian wealth of Bling Empire. It was a change of pace from the recent suspense movies (Mr. Harrigan’s Phone, The Midnight Club) and the full three-season binge of Derry Girls.

When I stop to think about it, which I usually don’t, the amount of time spent with the big screen is quite horrifying. It’s equivalent to a part-time job. Or an actual life out in the world.