Quick! Someone re-tool this to make it relevant to the RONA:

We made it a week and change.

All six members of the household still with us? CHECK

All pets accounted for? CHECK

Food and supplies? CHECK and CHECK

Toilet Paper? Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but checkity check check

Interesting realization I made over the last seven days. While I once exuded extrovertedness through my pores, I now relish the notion of long stretches at home, especially with my family under the same roof, safe and sound. The cadence of cooking and cleaning and domesticating and meals at the table suits me just fine.

Today, I took a virtual yoga class in an effort to combat the #quarantine15. I noticed our bathroom sink draining slowwwwwly, so I unclogged that. Yesterday, we cleaned the house top to bottom. Fiance’ retooled his guitars, a’la getting the band back together style. Today, we took a drive to nowhere. We live in proximity to rolling hills, covered bridges, rivers, nature, and plenty of places to roam at a safe distance from others. Surprisingly, we passed a packed grocery store and a park filled with people frolicking and enjoying an early spring day, seemingly unfazed by the risk of contracting any virus.

This quarantine isn’t all fun and games, though. Fiance’ owns a rental property and received a text from one of his tenants today. She’s seriously concerned about making rent going forward since her non-essential office shut down. Same for his other tenant. Possibly the same for the third. We’re also facing the real possibility of my job’s uncertain future. Those two financial losses, while not fatal blows, would hurt. We hope a solution exists at some point down the road. Just another piece of the pie to keep on our plate OMG I can’t stop eating or thinking about eating and along with the eating and think-eating comes food metaphors and idioms.

Up next: week TWO, Electric Boogaloo.

A new reality has befallen us. It’s Rona’s world and we’re just living in it.