exhausted from deliveries

My two bags of laundry come back today; I sent them out on Wednesday.

I bring these in and put them in a corner. I will open them in three days.

Then I get a Fed Ex delivery. It's a sample of the rug I bought in mid-February from ABC. It's being cut, and who knows when I'll see it again. I'm glad I still love it.

After opening the package, I throw the Fed Ex box down my garbage chute directly across from my apartment. Then I come in, disinfect the inner and outer door knobs with Lysol spray, and wash my hands for 20 seconds.

I then remember that I went into my outside hall without shoes on.  I change my socks.

Next I get a delivery from Fresh Direct. 

Unpacking is a long, time-consuming process.

I take out each item and use a lysol wipe to clean all the outer plastic and cardboard containers. I then wash any food that is not wrapped (lemons and limes). Next I take out the salmon and wash my hands again. I wrap the fish in  plastic wrap, then aluminum foil, then a freezer bag, and label it.

I next disinfect my counters and refrigerator and freezer doors with Lysol spray.

I throw some remnant bags in the outside chute, again forgetting to put on shoes.

I change into my third pair of socks for the day.

I was planning on having the fresh tomato/kale soup for lunch. But that came in a plastic container. Hmmm. 

I check a chart I now keep on my computer. Plastic. Three days.

Maybe I'll have something else for lunch. 

I just hope my soup will still be good by the time I can safely eat it.