New York – I hope they give us two weeks notice before sending us back out into the real world. I think we’ll all need the time to become ourselves again. And by “ourselves” I mean lose 10 pounds, cut our hair, and get used to not drinking at 9:00 a.m.
New monthly budget: Gas $0, Entertainment $0, Clothes $0, Groceries $2,799.
Breaking News: Wearing a mask inside your home is now highly recommended. Not so much to stop COVID-19, but to stop eating.
We low maintenance chicks are having our moment right now. We don’t have nails to file and paint, roots to dye, eyelashes to re-mink, and are thrilled not to have to get dressed every day. I have been training for this moment my entire life!
When this quarantine is over, let’s not tell some people.
I stepped on my scale this morning. It said: “Please practice social distancing. Only one person at a time on the scale.”
Not to brag, but I haven’t been late to anything in over 8 weeks.
It may take a village to raise a child, but I swear it’s going to take a vineyard to home school one.
You know those car commercials where there’s only one vehicle on the road? Doesn’t seem so unrealistic these days.
They may open things up next month — I’m staying in until July to see what happens to you all first.
Day 56: The garbage man placed an AA flyer on my recycling bin.
Appropriate analogy: “The curve is flattening, so we can start lifting restrictions now. Or could it be… “The parachute has slowed our rate of descent, so we can take it off now.”
People keep asking: “Is coronavirus REALLY all that serious?” Listen y’all, the churches and casinos are closed. When heaven and hell agree on the same thing, it’s probably pretty serious.
Never in a million years could I have imagined I would go up to a bank teller wearing a mask and ask for money.
I am home schooling. The first day I tried to get this kid transferred out of my class.
Putting a drink in each room of my house today and calling it a pub crawl.
Okay, so the schools are closed. Do we drop the kids off at the teacher’s house?
For the second part of this quarantine do we have to stay with the same family or will they relocate us? Asking for myself…
Coronavirus has turned us all into dogs. We wander around the house looking for food. We get told “No!” if we get too close to strangers. We get really excited about going for walks and car rides.
I was in a long line at 7:45 am today at the grocery store that opened at 8:00 for seniors only. A young man came from the parking lot and tried to cut in at the front of the line, but an old lady beat him back into the parking lot with her cane. He returned and tried to cut in again, but an old man punched him in the gut, then kicked him to the ground and rolled him away. As he approached the line for the 3rd time he said, “If you people don’t let me unlock the door, none of you will ever get in to shop.”
