Sheltering in Place

[Drunk Monk]

For DOOMers who never escaped the Bay Area, whacha doin?

I've been scrambling to sort work remotely.  It's weird because I telecommute at least once a week, but not having the office poses a ton of new obstacles.  Stacy went for a hike - thank goodness that the Shelter in Place declared hiking, running & biking as exempt as long as we maintain social distancing.  

I'll head over to my mom's later today (caretaking is also exempt) and try to get her set up.  She's not getting it - the magnitude.  She called us frantically about taxes and has been obsessing over her TV pick up.  I've been trying to explain to her that everything is shut down, but it's really hard to talk to her on the phone because she lost her hearing aids and it's been yet another trial to replace them. She'll probably lose them soon after we get new ones anyway.

Last night I had a horrid nightmare that I caught covid and was freaking out because I couldn't meet my responsibilities with my family.  I only remember one bit where there was a red skull bead mala that snapped, sending tiny skulls all over the place. I woke up pumped with adrenaline and super cold, and for a moment, I thought I was sick.  But then I realized that it was genuinely cold plus one of my blankets slipped off, and I was shaky from the adrenaline.