The last week has been the longest year of my life.
I found a brand new container of Lysol wipes in our travel emergency kit, and I felt like I struck oil. I used those wipes to disinfect an Amazon package that had been on our doorstep since yesterday. It had a couple of educational activities for our kids. I think we're done ordering, well, anything for the foreseeable future, though.
So, yeah, I've reached the point of being terrified of packages.
What a strange, strange time.
Again, we're trying to make the best of it. I had a 6-way FaceTime call last night with a bunch of nerd friends. It was great, and we're planning to do it again. I've seen more of my friends face-to-face in the last week than I have in the last decade. We made barbecue last night and ate outside since the weather was nice. A pair of bats put on a show for us at sunset, which the kids really enjoyed. And speaking of the kids, they continue to adjust well to the new schedule.
We've planned to be quarantined for a month. We have groceries and supplies to carry us through. Beyond that, though, we'll need to get more food. And right now, it's sounding like life won't be back to normal after a month. How do you shop at a time like this? Disinfect every single item you bring home? How impractical is that? What if this drags on for a year or more?
I have concerns.
One week down. n-1 more to go.