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Day 8:

2 more cases. total: 29.

I’m not one to dive into conspiracy theories, but being on social media for a while gets you thinking. My conspiracy theory is that dogs are behind this. I read about how dogs cannot contract covid-19. And knowing that my dog is a lot happier that we’re home is rather sketchy.

Day 9:

3 more cases. total: 32.

Don’t take my conspiracy theory seriously. It was one of those morning thoughts.

I told my uncle a few days ago that I wanted to test Guam’s food delivery services to see which was better. My dependent variables would include: interface, delivery times, and sanitation. The independent variable would be ordering from the same restaurant and processing the order at the same time. I’m thinking of doing this next week.

In other news, I have some cucumber, sunflower, lettuce, and green onions starting to wake up. I planted a few more seeds today- hoping for more to germinate. And with keeping up with the news, I know that this will probably last longer than my first sunflower bloom. Hopefully it doesn’t, but I know it probably will.

Day 10:

5 new cases. local total: 37. +4 came from a US ship.

warning: this entry is about poop.

I googled how to start composting.

As someone who loves to garden, you probably would think that I should already know how, but I have to admit that I steered (pun intended) away from composting because of how high maintenance it is. Maybe I’m just afraid of commitment, or maybe it’s the horrible smell.

I’ve collected some grubs from the soil that were laid by Japanese beetles and put them into a container. They died after a few days. They smell awful. Is this ok for compost?

Google said I need a mix of nitrogen and carbon. I set aside a container for egg shells so that my family could help me out. I went as far as watching a youtube video of someone using a wood chipper to break down twigs. Maybe I should get one.

In keeping with the topic of excretions, today I shall announce that I started paying attention to how much TP (toilet paper) I’m using. My mom even hid the stash so that we would be more conservative. I don’t know what the technical term is called, but it’s one of those psychology things where if you don’t see it, then you’ll most likely think there’s a limited supply which then, would force you to budget better. Great psychological tactic Mom!

If you must know, I have a bidet. I love bidets. And, if you must also know, two. Two pieces of toilet paper (per wipe) folded over each other is enough resistance tissue to wipe. And if you really need to know, front to back.

Day 11:

8 more cases. Local Total: 45.

Something keeps messing with my plants.

I haven’t ran in a while. I convinced myself that I’m “bulking up,” but I’m really just too lazy to get up early to run. My incentive to run while I still had classes was because I needed an “energy boost.” But now I don’t feel like I need that energy boost because I’m home.

I need to start running again.

Day 12:

4 more cases. Local Total: 49

It’s my first-last day of Spring Break. Did I party? no. Had there been no pandemic, would I have partied? probably not.

On the flip side, my eBay package came in. I ordered those potato bags, so that I could grow them downwards instead of longways. However, I underestimated the quality, quantity and size of the bags- in other words, I didn’t pay attention to what I had ordered (It probably is because I was in my feels and thought that ordering something would fix my loneliness). Reminder: 1 Gallon is really small.

With online university creeping through the corner, I decided to do my photosynthesis lab. I was hoping to get it finished by tonight, but my spinach wasn’t photosynthesizing. My back felt hot, and I called it a night.

Day 13- Saturday, March 28:

4 more cases. Local total: 54

I decided to finally check the calendar for next semester’s schedule- spent my whole morning trying to fit a timeline into something I like- the only downside: I have an 8:00am. *big sigh*

Whatever is attacking my garden, attacked again. I am quite anGry, but also somewhat excited. I told myself that dealing with a rodent thief means that I can finally call myself a gardener.

Here are some characteristics of the rodent-thief based upon my findings:

It attacks at night. It will attack the same place again. It probably could climb. There may be more than one culprit. It just found my sweet potato bed.

I’m thinking about placing my cacti around my succulents so that the spikes could deter attacks on my succulents. I don’t know about my sweet potato bed. I do know that I will not use pesticides/herbicides on my plants, however, my papa had set up sticky-traps to catch whatever is digging through the soils.

Day 14:

1 more case. Local count: 55. 1 death.

Whatever joy I thought I felt by having my first rodent problem has turned into annoyance and anger. I understand why farmers/gardeners opt-in for pesticides. The damage it does to yield, and the repetition of fixing something that would have been fine otherwise is tedious and a waste of energy and time.

I placed my cacti around my succulents so, hopefully, it will deter the rodents.

updated characteristics:

the poop is small and the scent is livid.