It’s officially day 12 of the lockdown here, but I’ve been in the house/remotely working even longer (17 days, I think). We are a little cranky and prone to bickering a bit, but it’s not that bad considering. Nothing serious. The lockdown is easier for me than for my partner because I am generally happy being a homebody. I mean, I like going hiking or to a restaurant or a movie. Don’t get me wrong. But I can putter around all day in the house no problem. He cannot. He is like a caged animal, arguing regularly that it is OK if WE go to a (closed to the public, mind you, because people were crowding all of the outdoor spaces last weekend) park because no one else will be there now. Like we have some kind of special hall pass that no one else has. Give me a break! On the plus side, we have worked out a pretty decent division of labor with the homeschooling, so I have been able to work a bit more. I’ve learned that I can disinfect with 3% hydrogen peroxide (since all of the disinfectant wipes and spray seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth). And my mom is fairly happy and still healthy. Hooray!
It’s also day 15 of my second 100-day period with no booze. It’s going fine. Occasionally, I really want to order some delivery wine when something stressful happens (like learning we really do have to complete some hideously difficult assignment for my daughter’s school that we thought we could ditch). There was one night where the desire to escape this way was strong, but in the morning, it was gone as usual. And, also as usual, I was glad I didn’t drink.
Oh, and as a follow-up to my last post, it sounds like we are turning a giant convention center here into a homeless shelter where there will be supportive services, and it is so big that the beds can all be 6 feet apart. And we are putting those that need quarantine in one of the thousands of empty hotel rooms, perhaps. This seems to be the plan at least. I really hope it works.
I hope all of you are well, and stay safe!
Ms. New Leaf