As my fourth day of quarantine / house arrest draws to a close, I was thinking that I feel kinda guilty for having spent the last eight hours in the comfy chair — and then remembered with relief that I’m not allowed out until I stop sneezing and test negative! Legal idleness — how sweet it is.

The cough has not improved, though; I’m still hacking like a cat with a hairball.

I bought the glasses I was lusting for. They’re Waterford Marquis, their “Vintage”, pattern, like my red wine glasses. Funny; I used to think wine is wine and would taste the same whether you drank it from crystal or a Melmac cup, but now I find that the right glass makes a big difference, especially to high-tannin reds. I guess I’m a wine snob, now.