There is literally no reason to put pants on.
Like real pants.
I'm wearing leggings of course.
I left the house once in the last 9 days.
To go pick up dinner for me and Steve.
Curbside.
We got Italian from this place we've one to many times before. It's right near the water.
I have no intention of leaving the house again, unless it's to get another meal, curbside. I want ZERO interaction with people.
ANYWAY.
I do a ton of video calls.
So....I have no need for pants.
I've found a bit of a routine, too.
I "go to work" upstairs in our loft.
I bring my coffee.
I bring my food/snack.
I've been leaving my laptop up there too.
I feed the pigs their breakfast (sweet peppers, romaine lettuce, fresh hay).
I get to work.
What's nice is what I get to do during my "lunch break" these days.
It was a beautiful day for a walk in the woods
got the whole fam out (well, minus the pigs and chickens)
Nose straight up that tree. lol. She's a "treeing" dog. lol
Then I grab my food and go back upstairs to my office and eat at my desk.
LOL.
Some things don't change.
I got a lot accomplished today. And my leftovers were AMAZING (ate my lunch at 3:40pm - sounds about right!)
The 'work from home' directive is now pretty much based on what the government is telling us. Right now, the 'stay home' instructions are saying we should be social distancing until the end of April.
END OF FUCKING APRIL, FOLKS.
That's another FUCKING MONTH, PEOPLE.
Even if no one reads this blog.
I hope to return to it in the future (I hope to still be running Ruple Farms in some sort of way, forever!) and I'm sure I will be amazed to read this shit.
Reliving it.
Obviously as I age, I will experience so many things.
I lived through 9/11.
That was "one for the history books" if you will.
So is COVID 19.
This is absolutely, fucking insane.
Schools across the country are closed and are conducting online classes, if they are so lucky.
Stores and business are closing because people can't gather.
They had to let their employees go.
People are losing their jobs and their incomes. (UGH)
My kids (Mila at least) will remember being home for an extended period of time and literally not leaving the house.
She'll remember "homeschooling" and mom being super stressed out.
This working from home with kids present is just also plain insanity.
That's probably the word I'll be using to describe so many things lately.
I do have to think positively.
I get to spend a good portion of my days with these little ladies:
And of course, these little ladies:
I consider us the lucky ones.
Steve and I still have our jobs.
He's considered "essential services" since he runs the shop.
I can do my job remotely.
He only works 3 days a week, to boot.
So we are getting in some nice family time.
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