My Covid liking My Covid

Why Adriene is My COVID-19 Buddy—and Everyone Else's

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For the first two weeks of lockdown I did nothing. Or, to be more generous to my wounded spirit, I was attempting the tricky Utkatasana-Savasana pose, which translates as “corpse stuck in a chair.” iStock I broke my torpor when our refrigerator started making a noise like a baseball card flapping in bike spokes.

The repair guy, Todd, was the first visitor we’d had in 27 days. We rejoiced: Somebody new to talk to! Todd arrived in full surgical gear, as if we’d scheduled a gallbladder operation instead of fridge repair.

He removed a panel in the back of the freezer, which revealed that a vital fan blade had fallen off its rotor. He put the fan blade back on, and told me it would cost $123.

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