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Showing posts with label covid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label covid. Show all posts

Sunday, April 5, 2020

We used to live in a house that rents out rooms.

We used to live in a house that rents out rooms.
Well that boat sailed so now the rooms are being used as drying racks for mask material.
We have to do laundry in the tub these days and the rooms are perfectly positioned. We got some great donations of fabric and elastic yesterday.
All that had to be scrubbed really well before and after we touched it. Olive is getting better and better at making masks. She is even getting better at making them with strings instead of elastic. I suck at sewing. Odd since I took 5 years of Home ec in school (to avoid jocks).
I just can't see very well and I'm not a very neat worker anyway.
Also I keep stabbing myself and complaining constantly. I do the laundry, clean her workspace, cut out fabric and most importantly my job is to lightly pet her hair while saying encouraging things.
The goal is to innovate so the masks take less than 30 min. each to build.
It would go much faster if we had microfiber to sew right in. Till then we are stuck having to make pockets for the masks to hold filters.
Olive includes a template to cut out the filter with. We suggest vacuum cleaner bag material but that is hard to get.
Right now Olive is rocking a coffee filter in her mask.
Every day people are showing up to pick up masks, also every day I hear someone telling Olive it isn't unethical for her to accept money for her work. They have a point, we did just get our income wiped out but still we approached this thing with the mindset of filling sandbags for the village to survive, not making money selling people something they need to avoid sickness and death. Good on ya Olive.






Sunday, March 22, 2020

help from above

I was already good at social distancing. Yesterday it was tested when a couple of 30 somethings walked by having a heated argument. 
I'm sure there is a lot of that right now. They didn't see me in my hiding place but I saw him shove her. 
I was like "oh crap, I didn't want to put my hands on anyone today" I didn't have to. 
Across the street some Latino-mericans were roofing.
 I mention their ethnicity to clarify that until Mr.Shovesworth got handsy, they had been happily hammering and shouting/singing in Spanish.
 Now they had all stopped and were looking at him and/or the ladder. 
He realized it was decidedly unhealthy to pursue his course of actions so he promptly effed off. 
Thanks Fellas!