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.
I’m sitting at the computer in the kitchen checking my emails . . . and Rocky walks into the kitchen and puts his chin on my lap . . .
Rocky: Hey, Mom, can I ask you a question?
Me: Sure, Big Guy. Whatcha wanna know?
Rocky: Do you have the ‘rona?
Me: Oh, gosh, no, baby. I’m not sick. I’m just home because the Guy With the Glasses shut everything down and the library is closed for a little while.
Rocky: When will it open back up? When are you going back to work?
Me: Hard to say, Big Guy. Whenever the Guy With the Glasses says it’s okay to go back. Why?
Rocky: Because you being home is throwing off my schedule and Millie is bugging me ALL THE TIME when you’re in the basement and she’s stopping my naps.
Me: (giggling) Okay, honey, I’ll tell Gov. Dewine that he needs to get this shit figured out so I can go back to work soon.
Rocky: (leaving the room and shouting at Millie) Millie! Mom said you have to leave me alone so I can nap!
These two are killing me . . .
HI!! I’M MILLIE!! HAPPY TO MEET YOU!! DO YOU HAVE A COOKIE FOR ME!! (SORRY, MOMMY DOESN’T LIKE ME TO BEG BUT A GIRL’S GOTTA TRY!!)
MOMMY SAID I COULD WRITE ON HER COMPUTER!! THIS IS FUN!!
MOMMY HAS BEEN HOME ALL DAY FOR SO MANY DAYS!! LIKE WHEN SHE’S ON ‘CATION BUT BETTER BECAUSE IT’S LONGER THAN ‘CATION!! AND SHE WILL BE HOME FOR LOTS MORE DAYS!!
WE HAVEN’T GONE ON TOO MANY WALKS BECAUSE THE WEATHER IS YUCKY!! AND ROCKY DOESN’T LIKE TO WALK IN YUCKY WEATHER!! COZ HE’S OLDER AND HIS BONES HURT!! SO WE STAY HOME AND SNUGGLE ON OUR BEDS AND WATCH TV WITH MOMMY!!
WE LIKE TO WATCH TV EXCEPT FOR WHEN THAT ONE GUY WITH THE GLASSES COMES ON WITH THE LADY IN THE WHITE COAT AND STOPS MOMMY’S SHOWS!! SHE DOESN’T LIKE WHEN THAT GUY STOPS HER SHOWS!!
TODAY MOMMY SAID SHE HAD TO GO TO WORK BUT SHE WAS REALLY IN THE BASEMENT!! WE SAW HER GO IN THE BASEMENT AND WE COULD HEAR HER AND SHE WAS THERE FOREVER!!! WE WAITED IN THE KITCHEN SO WE COULD BE SURE SHE WAS OKAY DOWN THERE!! WE DON’T GO IN THE BASEMENT BECAUSE IT’S SCARY!!
MOMMY SAYS WE HAVE TO HAVE A ROUTINE BECAUSE ALL THIS LOUNGING IS NOT GOOD FOR ANY OF US!! WONDER WHAT MOMMY HAS PLANNED FOR US??!! HOPE IT’S MORE WALKS IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD!!
OKAY I GOTTA GO NOW!! NEIGHBOR MIKE IS OUTSIDE AND HE HAS TREATS FOR US!!
SEE YA LATER!!
My little part of Ohio is shut down for the forseeable future.
No movie theatres. No shopping . . . unless it’s for groceries. No eating out. No sports. Lots of stuff shut down, postponed, cancelled . . .
Starting next week, I’m working from home two days a week and working a 4 hour shift at work . . .
I’m looking forward to spending a lot of quality time with Millie and Rocky . . . Millie and Rocky are pretty excited about it . . . I’m excited about it too . .
Since I’ll have all this time on my hands and I need to keep Millie busy while I attempt to get some work done . . . I promised her that she could do some guest blog posting . . . she’s so excited that she’s chasing Rocky through the house . . . I’m probably gonna regret this.
Don’t say I didn’t warn ya . . .
I’m in the kitchen cooking bacon for breakfast. The dogs are outside sunning themselves on the deck.
I hear the sound of doggie nails scratching on the deck which usually means that someone is off to chase some sort of furry critter out of the yard.
I take a peek out the back door expecting to see Rocky watching Millie chase one of the neighborhood cats away from the bird feeders.
Imagine my surprise when I see Millie on the deck and Rocky nowhere to be seen.
Crap. This isn’t going to end well. The last time this happened, Rocky got his ear pierced by a mama groundhog.
Bad word. Bad word. Lots of very bad words. I go back inside to find my shoes to investigate.
Rocky must have heard the bad words because he peeked around the grill as if to say “I’m okay, Mom”
Millie had a “I tried to stop him, Mom” look on her face.
Bless their hearts . . . yes they got some bacon . .
Standing on the back deck in your warm flannel nightgown and fuzzy blanket robe drinking coffee and watching the birds at the bird feeders . . .
Even if it is only 26 degrees . . .
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