It is week 7. Shelter in place could be lifted as early as next week. Or could go on for several more months. We are entirely unsure.
Al has been out of school since spring break w no plan to go back any time soon. He and Nay are rocking mommy school.
There was an initial surge of phone calls and some cases here but that has dissipated. Seeing a lot of of substance abuse. People cannot handle the free time mentally. Their actions suggest that they are bored. Or helpless. I can't relate to being bored right now. But I'm trying.
We continue to socialize virtually; playing electronic capture the flag. The teamwork and shooting facilitates smoother conversations. No starring at each other mindlessly. Instead there is hyperfocus on killing Meowscles and getting his peow peow riffle.
Garden is in. And we have a new orange tree.
Whatever the grim reaper has in store for us in the upcoming days, weeks, months, years, has yet to be written. We are trying to steer this mass but we barely know which way to turn, let along react. Yesterday's facts are tomorrow's misfortunes.
It will certainly be hotter this summer w a mask on. Time to stack and trust the sturdy legs of younger brother Ice Bear.