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 . . .
The Coronavirus has hit my little part of Ohio . . . almost everything is shut down . . . starting to look like a ghost town around here . . . and not a roll of TP or a can of vegetables to be found anywhere . . .
I’m fine . . . my family is fine . . . I have plenty of supplies to last a couple of weeks. Yes, I was caught a little unprepared and I swear I can hear Prince Charming’s laughing at me for not taking his “prep for anything” lectures seriously. Right now my biggest worry (besides worrying that my mom might get sick) is “will I have enough green beans to feed Millie?” and “why the heck can’t I find any canned green beans anywhere?” . . .
The Public Library where I work has closed until early April. Once the schools closed, the kids were coming into the library to hang out during the day. And since we couldn’t keep the kids away . . . and since we have several staff members who are part of the “high risk” group . . . the Director decided it was best to “shut ‘er down”.
Even though the library is closed to the public, there is still work that can be done and most of the staff will be able to work partial hours at full pay during the shut down. I work in the business office and was offered the opportunity to work from home. For the next couple of weeks, I have to work four 4 hour shifts. Two days a week at home, and two days a week at the office . . . I won’t have to work on Fridays!! The library provided a laptop and a mobile hotspot to use as an internet connection . . . I just needed to find a spot to convert into an “office” for the duration . . .
So that’s what I did today . . . converted Prince Charming’s “Ham Shack” in the basement into my new “office” . . . and it broke my heart to tear apart all his ham radio equipment and put it away someplace safe . . . because . . .
And now that I have an organized work space . . . I need to clear out the clutter in the rest of the basement . . . and maybe tackle the spring cleaning . . . and . . . and . . . and
If nothing else, it’s going to be interesting . . .
I survived The Haigs with very little incident . . .
Haig 1 realized he’d over stepped his bounds and made himself scarce for the rest of the week that The Director and The Fiscal Officer were gone. Although he did cruise the hallway in the Admin Wing pretty frequently he never ventured into The Business Office again . . .
Haig 2 was sick the first two days of the week and kept to her own office when she was at work because we told her we didn’t want her germs . . .
Life was good . . .
End of Month processing went smoothly . . .
Preparations for the upcoming State Audit have been relatively uneventful . . .
Then . . . the shit hit the fan . . .
Coronavirus hysteria hit my little part of Ohio . . . it hit the entire state . . . and ALL the Haigs are expressing opinions. . . spreading rumors . . . stirring the pot and causing chaos. Life is not good . . .
I am safe. I have plenty of food, water and necessities for the next couple of weeks. My family is safe and they’re all healthy. There are no reported cases in my little county. Just about every library in the state has closed or will be by the first part of next week. The Director is trying to balance the best interest of the patrons and the best interests of the staff . . . and it’s not a job for the faint of heart . . . right now it’s more a matter of “when” we will close and not “if” we will close . . .
Right now my biggest concern is keeping my regular level of every day anxiety from flying off the charts with the “what if” scenarios and “am I prepared enough” second guessing discussions with myself . . .
I’m half tempted to tell the fates “I’ve been through way worse than this . . . is this all you’ve got?” but I know better . . .
Hang on, y’all. We’re in for a bumpy ride . . .
I work at the local public library . . . I’m an Account Clerk in the Business Office. I process all the accounts receivables and book invoices. It’s a lovely job and I enjoy it immensely.
Especially the people watching opportunities . . . sometimes it’s the patrons that amuse me . . . most of the time, though, it’s my co-workers . . . especially the “power struggle” that always happens whenever the Library Director and the Fiscal Officer are out of the building at the same time . . . because there are certain supervisors who like to think they are “in charge” during their absence and the shenanigans are hilarious . . . .
We call it them the Alexander Haigs of the Library . . . you know how Alexander Haig tried to assure everyone that he was in charge when Reagan was in the hospital following the assassination attempt? Yea, that’s pretty much what happens every time the Director and Fiscal Officer are out of the office at the same time . . .
I told you that story to tell you this story . . . the Director and the Fiscal Officer will be attending a conference in Nashville next week . . . and before he left, the Director warned me and my business office cohort to be aware of the upcoming shenanigans and to keep him posted if the shenanigans got out of hand. I’ve been in the Business Office for a year and a half and have seen the shenanigans first hand and know what to expect. It’s annoyingly hilarious and oh so much fun to watch the Haigs try to out-Haig each other. My poor cohort has only been in the business office for about six months and has no idea what to expect . . . and thought that the Director and I were kidding her about what was going to happen . . . until she saw the first bit of shenanigans today . . .
Haig #1 sticking their nose in where it doesn’t belong and trying to figure out why my cohort handled a situation the way she did . . . and realizing that his input wasn’t needed or helpful . . .
Haig #2 casually “stopping by” the Business Office at 5:01 pm (“oh is it that late already?”) to discuss a purchasing question with my cohort . . . “oh we can talk about it on Monday!” when we both knew that she was making sure we hadn’t left early . . .
It’s going to be a long week . . . funny as heck . . . but annoying . . . and really long . . .
Please pray for me . . . and my cohort . . .
313 weeks and 6 days . . .
72 months and 6 days . . .
6 years and 6 days . . .
It seems like he’s been gone forever . . .
It seems like he just left yesterday . . .
Rocky sometimes sits at the top of the stairs when we go to bed thinking that Daddy might come home in the middle of the night and he doesn’t want to miss him . . .
I still expect to see his car sitting on the street in front of The Little House when I come home from work . . .
There are three grandchildren that he’s never even met . . . but they are so much like him that we are sure he’s “seen” them somehow . . .
This year the anniversary of “the day” was on a Monday . . . and it was the Martin Luther King holiday . . . and I DREADED the day so much I took the day off from work expecting to stay at home . . . in bed . . . under the covers . . . wishing the day away . . .
But I got a beautiful invitation from my dear niece to go to lunch and go shoppping . . . how could I say no . . . so I got to spend the day with two of my nieces and my mom . . . shopping and laughing and enjoying the day . . .
The third week of January is still a rough week for me . . . and I’ll always dread January 20 . . . but for once it didn’t totally suck . . . maybe there’s hope for me yet.
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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It’s cold. It’s windy. It’s snowing. But there’s a possum in the alley and Millie is determined that it should not be there . . . so she wants to go out every five minutes to give the possum a piece of her mind . . .
That girl is going to be the death of me yet . . .
After a short shopping trip in Amish Country, I’m home from my girls weekend trip.
Lunch at my favorite burger spot with the bestie. Then home to get the doggies and start laundry.
Wonderful hearing the sound of the doggies snoring . . .