Death by the name of Lily in self-isolation.

As there takes place my self-isolation.
Well, at last that were not too busy to the diary. I already wrote how our house was disinfected and after that I did not leave the house any more. I do not want to be soiled by a virus. And the mask falls down. Before I on a nape tied it, take in that is not present. Only was spent in vain. Even stones of Swarovski do not please in such situation. I will present then Viviyen, she can then this mask uses for the dresses. Well for bad luck such?! I also did not put on her dress presented so anywhere more. Except that case later with a tornado when mine everything was broken off in tatters. And speak even all summer to sit. Can expose on eBay? "A dress from Death", in the single copy. Maybe who will buy? Hoty, I will not be able to send it all the same now and to sell a gift as that is not beautiful. But if so business goes further, then it is necessary to sell. There are no gifts that any more. All on houses sit. Also the penalty in was rolled for an exit to the street without good reason. The order for the client was not. I so went to hospital, to good luck.
Generally these days I of course was in good mood. Otpalerovala all podstvechnik. At last that re-made carpets. Hardly shook out in a window. Well neighbors even in masks stay at home. Polished floors, removed a centenary web. It to me was here. Spiders are angry with me now. Heard mutter to themselves under a nose that that sitting in the corners. Touched chests, found a heap of belongings since a century before last. Put a trunk, for Viviyen, in a makeweight to a mask too. Wiped all magnetics, some already faded. Re-read a lot of books. Last time I read them about fifteen years ago when I stayed at home and waited for a visit to the dentist after the next falling. It was a shame to go outside. Still, dug out seeds everyones, from former residents remained. Thought will not ascend, but if their Egyptian burials from sunflower seeds could grow up a palm tree, then to plant couple of bushes tomato, I so think that it is tomatoes, it is a duck soup. Well saw transfer as it becomes. I do not know what from this will leave, but I run ten times a day to a window to check. Lands truth a little. Not lands are more right even, and what from a floor mashed. But I think half a bucket will be enough. Still, made repair, it was pleasant to spiders, the truth told what stinks. Well sorry, to you I will not sew a mask. You somehow there. Updated black, on its background otpalirovany candlesticks look better. Still removed and shook out curtains. Shook out together with flowers that on them were. Fabric absolutely was almost scattered. It is necessary new to buy. Or maybe, who will make a gift? It is necessary to hint that with curtains a trouble. And yes, now the heap of free time to stir by phone. Generally with Viviyen also we stir. I told her that I from solidarity with it stay at home too. It that cannot leave, it has no mask. But, as at it not everything was so bad. Pizza is delivered nevertheless to the house. She even with the courier made friends. He ceased to be afraid of her and even coffee was had together. At her home of course. Showed a photo, nothing of that kind. Young the truth looks. Remember I said that all young people stupid. Well not stupid, but in comparison with our age - stupid. And under our age there are no such couriers. Upstairs it is difficult to them to walk. Now I think, maybe to me to order pizza?. I have a coffee. And not only coffee. Even still wine remained from Napoleon's cellars. Everything as that was not to open an occasion. Wanted to open if I am ahead of schedule on collecting souls, but with this virus all plans were covered with a bony basin. Generally, as that so. Ah yes, my neighbors became silent at last that. You remember national Drammen beys. A Sirtaki it was or that, everything was not in any way time to record with phone and to ask the familiar composer. But after there arrived the police and all were fined, a floor and walls do not shiver any more and to drink brotherhood do not call. Well though I will get enough sleep now. Whether I know on long this quarantine, but nevertheless there is from it, some advantage. And that I all life dreamed to have a sleep. Now even I do not make a bed. Earlier, as soldier. I am a lady. I cannot so that to leave the house and all bed do not understand that. And suddenly guests! But as during all the time so nobody ventured to come, only under a door gifts are put, I decided what during the quarantine can and be polentyaynichat. At first, as that felt ill at ease and now slightly, but I am direct I force myself not to make a bed. From the principle. And still, Viviyen me learns to knit by phone a hook. Gave couple of references with lessons. Now I think, can beautifully patch curtains? And that still, at least a month to sit. Spiders too took offense to help. Yes they also need to spin rather webs and that with hunger will die. They do not eat my marinated fly agarics, I already offered. As the quarantine will be cancelled, I will open windows that flies flew. Otherwise they will eat me. It is necessary to Viviyen for a week to leave, and that flies at my presence are afraid to fly.
All right, I will go further on the house to rustle. Still it is necessary to polish chandeliers and a hole in a ceiling to patch. In other day I would call which of men a chandelier to remove, and so it was necessary most. Now neighbors look on me. There is nothing them to me the noses to put. And suddenly will want to steal, something.