Diary

I realized today that it has been three days since I had actually gone outside and seen the sun, due in part to some bad weather, so I forced my wife to take me for a walk. The weather was crisp and clear, good walking weather. I’ve now had my exercise and a dose of vitamin D.

It’s official: In a few hours, my wife and I will have been in quarantine for four weeks. About the best I can say is that it doesn’t suck.

I’ve got stacks of paperback books, a few hardbacks, a Kindle, streaming services and DirecTv, a computer, an Xbox, and a list of chores, but the best part of the day tends to be the phone calls. I spent about two hours on the phone today, all personal calls.

After more than three weeks in quarantine, I feel like Phil Connors waking up in the movie Groundhog Day. I’m just glad no one is playing Sonny and Cher.

I’ve now been locked in at home with my wife and the cat for 21 days of quarantine.  We’re all healthy, hale, and getting...

We did curbside pick-up for our groceries today, and despite the three day wait, it was worth well worth it. We received more than $100 worth of groceries without entering the store or touching a cart. We only saw one person, our shopper, and she kept her distance while being very friendly and personable.

What does it say about our time in quarantine that getting mail is now the highlight of our day?

It’s been 11 days since we last got groceries and we’re completely out of fresh vegetables, so I went back to the online store...

It’s Day 16 and we’ve totally adapted to being locked in. I guess whomever it was that said it takes two weeks to make something a habit was right. I mean, I know there’s a real world out there, but I no longer miss it. I’m just grateful for my iPhone tells is or I would have no idea what day of the week it is.

I start out every day with at least $40 of cash in my pocket. Thanks to the Coronavirus, I’ve unloaded the same $40 from my pocket every night for several weeks. I guess you could say it’s being quarantined.