Every picture tells a story…

I knew, we all knew, it was coming.  Just how bad it might be?  Totally another story.

For several weeks, the media went from sharing random news releases to one major shitstorm concerning outbreaks and assorted factual, and less objective, network-opinionated, coverage.

Most of us took the impending virus onslaught in a cautionary stride, focused more on hoarding toilet paper and hand sanitizer.  In fact, I did a screen shot of a joke that I found a tad amusing.


Most of us still scurried about, sans any masks, and convinced ourselves that we probably had COVID-19, in some form, earlier in the year.  We looked at other communities and the rate of infections there, figuring that would never happen here! Reality quickly set in once states and local governments set forth their mandates closing various businesses and issuing stay-at-home orders. 

My final day of employment was March 21st and, as I put the key in the door of the salon, I made a few mental notes of what to do next.  At the top of that list was a stop at the supermarket where a certain amount of hysteria was already in place as I rolled into the parking lot.  I thought to myself about how long this modified quarantine might last, two maybe three weeks at best?  I shopped accordingly and headed home, ready to shield my family from the rest of the world, mostly from… “the virus”!

And…I started cooking.  Somehow, when I combine my anxiety and energy in the kitchen, good things usually happen.  I hit the ground running, ready for almost anything during what I thought would be just a brief time off from work.  As my, world famous, meatballs sizzled quietly on the stove, I snapped a photo to share on social media.  I remember thinking to myself that this unexpected “vacation” wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.  Who doesn’t enjoy some free time at home to delve into unfinished tasks?

Captivity Meatballs

That…was two months ago.  Almost nine weeks.  Sixty-three days as of this post.   I won’t break it down any further into hours, minutes and seconds. 

I’m certain you get the picture.




workshop-button-1 From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop:  Show us the last picture you took BEFORE quarantine. Write about that moment/day.

I cheated here because, other than the sarcastic Meme, I didn’t have any opportunity to take photos leading up to the “quarantine”…I worked right up to the last moment.  Frankly, even while those big fat meatballs were lounging in the saute pan, I was one of “those” not taking this virus situation that seriously.  Hell, I’ve been through power outages, hurricanes, major snowstorms…how bad could this pandemic be?

Enough said.


Hello…it’s me!


If there is anything favorable which has emerged with this COVID-19 nightmare, it’s bringing people together but at the required safe-distance.  Behind that is…time… and plenty of it as most people are hunkered-down in some element of self-imposed quarantine.  Suddenly, we have the almost unwanted luxury of little or nothing to do and plenty of time to do it in…perfect for the procrastinators of the world.  Like me. 

Let’s face it, the daily chores aren’t going anywhere and, in a moment fueled by a sudden burst of energy, laced with a sprinkling of focus, we’ll all dive into that pile of “something” we’ve been putting off.  But first, we watch the news for virus updates.  Then, onto Netflix before moving onto social media, just to check up on what everyone else is doing and swipe a damn funny Meme now and then… to share on Instagram.  We (me/I) troll Facebook walls to see how friends are coping and share a kind word when needed or…run like hell when someone is spewing things political from their home cave-dwelling.  Sorry, boys and girls, this is a time for everyone to pull together and beating up our national and local governments over this pandemic is almost self-defeating.   We know where any and all blame lies for the spread of this virus, move past it, get over it, and start being pro-active in flattening the damn curve and bringing the spread to an effing halt!!

Okay.  All of this being said, over and over and over…one nice thing, a positive, at present.  At least for me.  Having the time (yes that time-thing again) to contact friends you don’t normally speak with.  Interaction with most usually involves back and forth texting or other forms of electronic engagement, but…picking up the phone and enjoying a long conversation with a friend from school, or anywhere, can be a treat.  More so than family.  Family k n o w s where you are and just assumes that, if and when they call, you will answer.  They know your routine, you know theirs, and in many ways, there’s little to “chat” about.  Is it boredom with this entire situation…or indifference?  Certainly, there is great underlying anger with having to cope with a situation which has impacted everyone’s lives so greatly.  Much like what we all experienced after 9/11/01.  But, if that unspeakable tragedy taught us one thing…it was to keep our families closer than ever before.  Now especially. 

Until we can safely hug them again.




What to do, what to do….

Let’s face it, most of us enjoy having some free time to accomplish the many things we keep putting on the back burner of our lives.  Now…that time is here, in the form of a quarantine, staring back at us like a teacher, demanding our homework!

I got nuthin’.

Oh, sure, the ideas are rolling through my head like a trucker on the highway but my mind seems to coast into every available rest stop.  The distractions are many at present.  The news, social media, phone calls, texts…all reasons excuses for not jumping into, and accomplishing, some needed project while I’m incarcerated, here at home.

The problem is…the time-frame in front of us with regard to staying-at-home, self-quarantining, and that provides opportunity to just push things off until tomorrow.  Or the week-end.  Even next week. 

Normally, being at work and involved with activities at our local sportsman’s club, I maintain a very active daily/weekly pattern and usually have little difficulty in balancing tasks at hand.  I miss that.  It’s only been a few days of coping with this relative nothingness and attempts to pretend that I’m on vacation or stuck at home from some weather-related emergency are useless mind-games.  Stir-crazy, cabin fever…you name it, I’ve got it, most of us have it or…will be getting it but…we will get through it!

My Daily Schedule:

4 – 4:10 a.m.  I awaken

4:11 a.m.  Coffee

4:13 a.m.     Watch the news  (periodic trips to the bathroom)

7:10 a.m.     The Husband awakens

7:11 a.m.    I check my text messages, check email, check social media, make list of things I probably won’t get done.

7:30 a.m.   The Husband checks his messages, email, has breakfast, watches the news and asks “What are you doing today?”  (is he kidding me?)

9:10 a.m.     I make The Husband’s lunch and he leaves for work. 

9:12 a.m.   The Husband comes back inside.  Forgot his glasses, his phone, his notebook, his lunch, his keys.

9:15 a.m.    He leaves.  Again.  This time I watch him drive down our road and see no more rapid U-turns back to our house.  (he calls from the car to tell me something he forgot but forgets what it was)

10:00 a.m.:   From this time, through the balance of the day, things won’t change much.  Not at this point, anyway. 

My schedule will be more of the above with the exception of a few household chores, making dinner and more excuses.  Sure, there will be an occasional trip to the market where most shoppers are keeping safe distances and some are dressed in garb looking like deep sea divers.  For me, this being home bound is in its infancy stage and the novelty involved will wear-off in a few days.  My real focus will turn to catching-up on personal and business paperwork, setting up a replacement PC for where I temporarily don’t work, doing some household purging and, of course, spending more of my forced free-time…writing.

What are you doing today?           



From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Write about how you keep busy during a “quarantine.” Is your daily schedule affected much at all?