This afternoon I saw Rocky sitting like this by the front door . . .
Me: “Whatcha doin’, Big Guy?”
Rocky: “Can we go see Emily today, Mom?”
Me: “No, baby, we can’t do that today.”
Rocky: “But, Mom, it’s Emily’s birthday and I have to go to the office to give her birthday kisses!! If I don’t see her, she’ll think I don’t love her anymore! I haven’t seen her in ages, Mom. We gotta ggggooooooo!”
Me: “Honey, we can’t go see her today because of the virus I told you about that’s keeping Mommy home from work.”
Rocky: “Darn it, ‘Rona . . . spoiling all my fun . . . ”
Me: “I promise that we’ll go see Emily as soon as it’s over and you can give her as many kisses as you want.”
Rocky: “Okay. I’m waiting right here til it’s time to go.”
A little background . . . Rocky is IN LOVE with Emily, the vet tech that takes care of him every time he goes to the vet’s office. She’s an absolute angel and treats him like a king. I think that she’s the only vet tech that has ever taken care of him in the 10 years that we’ve been going to this particular vet office. Last year I was sure that he “faked” illnesses just so he could go see Emily just about every other month. Emily was the only one that Rocky would let touch his ear when he got into the fight with the groundhog last year.
Today really is Emily’s birthday . . . and the above picture and “conversation” is what I posted on FB to wish Emily a happy birthday . . .
But seriously though . . . even though we’re getting plenty of exercise and outdoor time while I’m doing the “work from home” thing . . . I think that sometimes he’s waiting at the front door just so we can go visit Emily . . .
Looks like we have a dodgy neighbor across the street . . .
Young kid . . . late 20’s . . . can’t keep his pants up where they belong . . . old car with rims and wheels that are probably worth more than the car . . .
He moved in maybe six months or so ago . . . don’t really know because the girl that originally rented the place kind of has a revolving door of “gentleman callers” staying at the house with her . . .
I started noticing the guy around the first of the year when I noticed that the neighbors on either side of her have signs that say “do not block the driveway” . . .
That happened after I noticed there were at least six cars parked in front of her house, my house, the neighbors across the street’s houses and they were all running into (and running out of) the house across the street . . . and they were all there for less than 5 minutes . . . and the revolving door of “visitors” continued for at least an hour . . .
So we neighbors kept track of the shenanigans going on across the street . . . and called the landlord from time to time to let him know what we were seeing . . . and the landlord chose not to believe us . . . and believed his tenant’s story that there was nothing going on and the “old lady hates us!” . . .
On Monday, I saw what appeared to be a shady illegal transaction and decided that it was time to involve the local police department . . . so now the local drug squad is “aware” of the situation . . . and the landlord and his tenant are also aware that “neighbors” are concerned about the “activities” at the house . . .
Which lead to today’s “shenanigans” . . . a shouting match between my next door neighbor and the girl tenant . . . and the girl tenant threatened my neighbor with “a harassment lawsuit” . . . for sitting on her porch while the guy tenant was working on his car . . . I heard the commotion while I was watching “The Young and The Restless” and had to go outside to see who dared interrupt my soap opera . . .
Girl tenant didn’t like me laughing at her shenanigans . . . guy tenant didn’t like me laughing at the girl tenant . . . and neither one of them liked my neighbor asking “WTF? Get off my property” as they were threatening a harassment lawsuit . . .
Yea . . . it’s gonna be an interesting summer . . .
I work from home four days a week now. The library provided me a laptop and a wifi hotspot to use for my WFH space.
I “re-purposed” Prince Charming’s “HAM Shack” to be my new office. It broke my heart to dismantle all his ham radio equipment but I feel at peace here. Even though I’m in the basement (and it’s chilly and dark in the basement), it’s a comforting place that will probably be my new “craft” space when this coronavirus crisis is over. The big monitor is the monitor that Prince Charming used with his ham radio stuff and I’ll probably use it with my laptop too!
There are still a lot of unknowns about this situation and stuff that I have to get used to but (so far) it’s not as bad as I thought it would be.
Three weeks . . . I’ve been doing the “stay at home” thing for three weeks . . .
The dogs are loving having me home . . . they’re getting lots of attention and treats . . . and daily walks unless the weather is “yucky” . . .
The laundry is all caught up . . . washed, dried, folded AND put away . . . I have no idea who I am anymore!!
I’m catching up on my soaps . . . and my entire afternoon revolves around Governor DeWine’s 2 pm press conference . . .
I have time to cook . . . and I’m re-discovering my love of cooking . . . and I’m so thankful for my cookbook collection . . . just wish the “cooking” part didn’t involve the “go to the grocery” part . . .
I’m well . . . the family is well . . . although several members of the family are now faced with unemployment and are tangled up in the horrible red-tape and bureaucratic nightmare that the horribly overburdened Ohio unemployment system has become because of this crisis . . .
Today the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it’s going to be 75 degrees. Even during a world wide pandemic, life is good . . .
I live in Ohio . . . I work at the local Public Library . . . the library has been closed since March 18 . . . that makes today Day 17 of the Quarantine.
I work in the business office and am considered an “essential” employee and am lucky enough to work from home . . . I have a laptop, a mobile hotspot device and set up a work space in the basement in Prince Charming’s Ham Radio area (he called it his Ham Shack). It’s a little chilly so I bought an “office cardigan” and a little space heater to keep me warm in my new work space. Except for the whole “world health crisis” thing, life is pretty good . . .
With the trouble I have with my low level anxiety, I’m surprised that this hasn’t thrown me off the deep end. I’m not having any problems with stress or worry . . . I guess the whole “I’ve already faced my worst nightmare” thing has prepared me nicely for this new reality . . .
That being said . . . I do worry about my Mom’s health . . . she’s 85 and has some underlying health issues . . . I’m concerned about BIL #1’s health . . . he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s a couple of years ago . . . I’m worried about Baby Sister as she struggles with anxiety and is not doing well facing this crisis . . . but I’m confident we will get through this . . . we’re tough cookies.
I’m enjoying having time at home with the dogs. Millie is THRILLED that I’m home all the time because that means more cookies. Rocky is not thrilled. I’m home all the time which means that Millie is spending a lot more time out of her crate and BOTHERING him as he’s trying to nap.
There’s a zillion things I SHOULD be doing . . . cleaning . . . organizing . . . reading . . . working on my cross stitch projects . . . finding new recipes in my cookbooks . . . and I’m not doing any of that . . .
I’m walking the dogs and enjoying watching spring arrive in my little part of Ohio. I’m watching stupid TV shows and catching up on my soaps. I’m reading a lot of silly stuff on the internet . . . and some very serious stuff. My world stops at 2 pm every day for the Governor’s daily press conference . . . we call it “Wine With DeWine”!
Yes, the coronavirus stuff is serious. It’s scary. It’s a strange and scary new world we live in. But there are a few silver linings in those ugly black storm clouds.