Easter has come and gone. While most families focus on Christmas and Thanksgiving. This has always been a special time for my family to get together. This year, we will be doing a big smoke out of ribs and steaks on the 4th of July. We are not going to pass up a time to be together. Granted, it will be warm in Tucson in July. But it is not about the weather, it is about the company. The Coronavirus has created a new normal, but family will always come first. By now everyone is aware social distancing and self-quarantine.
Two weeks ago, Arizona had joined the other states with a stay-at-home order by the governor. At our office we had a few deadline lines related to Federal Health care projects and decided to wrap them up before joining others in self-quarantine. Yes, we were part of the essential businesses out there. We joined the ranks of other to contribute to the slow of the spread of the COVID-19.
Day 0: The news broke, Arizona is joining other states in self quarantine. First thought, do I have enough Beer to get though the end of the month? No hope in finding toilet paper, I still don’t understand the hording, but I know I have a 30-day supply for the family. FYI, this is only by coincidence of my last Costco purchase.
Fast forward one week to the day before my actual quarantine.
Day 1: Self-Quarantine will begin at 5:00pm, stock up on the essentials. Buy beer and anything else on the shelves. I’m sure I can make a week’s worth of dinners from Meatless sausage and gluten free pasta.
Day 2: Opened yet another beer, I did not know I could go through a case in one day. Fear that I will not make it to the end of the month.
Day 3: Raspberries (not the raspberry pi computer) Some have 89 drupelets and others have over 100. Who Knew?
Day 4: Late Evening, finally switched from daytime sweats to my evening pajamas. Did not realize 4 days had passed.
Day 5: Found in the back of the pantry a bottle of Everclear. Tried to make hand sanitizer, turned into Jell-O-Shots.
Day 6: Still blacked out from Jell-O-Shots.
Day 7: Recycle pick up day, need to move the bin to the street… Oh what to wear?
Day 8: It’s a new week, I’ve been a regular at a new restaurant called the Kitchen. Not sure if this place is going to make it, the food is OK, but the service is so slow.
Day 9: Decided to have my own Easter Egg hunt. Instead of eggs, I hid beer all over the back yard.
Day 10: Tired of talking to the dogs. Started a conversation with a spider, he was on my level being a web designer.
Day 11: My dogs bark at every little thing. I finally get it, I got excited the other day when I saw a squirrel. Walks and Squirrels, they are pretty cool.
Day 12: Watched 2 birds fight over a desert prey. The Falcons lead the Eagles 2-1.
Day 13: I swore I just heard my pantry say, “now what do you want?” Or was it the refrigerator that said it?
Day 14: I finally found all of the beer from my Easter egg hunt; too bad it took 5 days. Must have been too close to the Jell-O-shot experience.
Day 15: Cooking my 200th breakfast… well it seems that way, amazing what you can do with cereal and V-8.
And finally, don’t take life too seriously. We will endure this as with everything else. Continue to be safe and think about where you are. These are strange times we live in and this is the new abnormal.
…and now for something completely different.
Glitter was accidentally invented by a New Jersey cattle rancher. The inventor’s name was Henry Ruschmann, and he wasn’t trying to create anything. He simply wanted to dispose of plastic. When he tried crushing it in 1934, glitter was the end result.