Saturday, March 14, 2020

COVID blog - Day 1 - He ate a what?

First of all… let’s be transparent.  I’ve titled this “Day 1” but is it really day 1?  Is this just an indolent attempt at a two day head start on my quarantine day counting?  It’s Saturday after all.  There is no mandated quarantine and kids aren't in school on Saturday anyway.

Well, there was a state-wide school closure announced yesterday (Friday the 13th) and the zeitgeist is definitely self-quarantine/social distancing… so despite this not being an “e-learning” day for the kids, it certainly FEELS like quarantine Day 1.  By the way, whenever someone says or types “social distancing” a puppy is drowned in the water melted from polar ice caps.  Tragedy layered on tragedy.  Stop it.

So why start this?  Oh, dear reader (and that is intentionally singular, since I assume the only person reading this is my wife - hi honey!), the reasons are myriad.  Let me count the ways:
  1. I seem to have slightly more time. For instance, I am not currently commuting 2+ hours every day… so… there’s some time.
  2. This seems like a unique time in history - at least in my lifetime thus far - I thought I’d try to document at least a small sliver of it for posterity.
  3. True to form for this interweb-based-log, I could stand to lose some weight.  To that end, I have been committed to a regimen of sorts (to be described later) and might as well mock myself in a vain attempt to increase compliance.  In keeping with the full disclosure sentiment of this post, however, I did not intend to publicly mock myself for fitness attempts prior to the onset of the global pandemic.

Anyway, I’m going to give this a shot. We’ll see how it goes - at this point it’s all very surreal.  I think it’s interesting how we process major world news -- primarily how selfish we are.  It’s amazing to read the stories coming out of other countries, try to apply it to the United States, but ultimately just be thinking “yeah, but how does this affect me?”  That level of myopic selfishness is surprisingly ingrained.  Or maybe it’s just me and I’m a big fat jerk.

Not a lot of update today.  Twin2 ate a colored pencil.  How much of it you ask?  I mean… some.. Which is to say, more than “none” which is where I’d usually set a goal for “how much of a colored pencil did my child eat?”

Twin2 couldn't even make it a day without consuming large amounts of a non-foodstuff

Also, it was a watercolor pencil.  Is that a thing?  WHY is that a thing?  It would seem you really sort of want one or the other - we’re getting paints out and it will be a “thing” or I’m going to go with the least messy option: colored pencils.  Leave it to Twin2 to make the least messy option the one that ends with him gagging blue gunk into the toilet. ¯\_()_/¯

Feels like a fitting commencement to the quarantine...

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