It’s been one week since Friday the 13th. Things are very, very different just one week in.
We’re sheltering-in-place.
Work is really stressful.
I mostly live in my new office in the barn.
James is Chief Learning Officer.
The boys have to run laps across the yard and around the house.
Today they did a Fortnite workout on the TV.
We’ve watched all four Hunger Games movies.
Tonight we’ve split into two camps: those weirdos who want to watch The Lord of the Rings, and the rest of us.
I got a new battery in my car key fob.
The Volvo guys were not practicing social distancing.
The boys and I picked-up Insomnia cookies and delivered it to a work colleague’s front yard for her birthday.
It was one of the best things that happened all day.
And I found the perfect card in my stash.
It read: My bucket list is pretty short, but my f*** it list keeps growing.