When this is over, we’ll all either be:

• very dead
• very insane
• very broke
• very organized, resourceful, and sustainable
• or all the above.

I’m finding myself thinking of every way I can conserve, repurpose, reuse, reduce, and find alternatives, so as to put off going out for essentials.  See me if you need ideas!  I’m even more OCD than ever.  A deadly virus wasn’t the best method of arriving at sustainability, but I guess if it works…

As for social distancing or sheltering in place, we’re in that “fortunate” category of old fixed-income retirees, so we’re pretty much used to it.  I’m always working outdoors anyway, so no change there, just more of same.  E is always working on some interior repair project, so she’s just getting more done (while supplies last).  Our normal (i.e. cheap) mode of entertainment and travel consists of watching shows and movies (to unwind from the constant stream of bad news), so we’re not sacrificing much.

I do feel for everyone still in the rat-race, losing jobs, income, insurance, access to loved ones, and timeout from their kids.  I do NOT sympathize with morons just going about business and congregating as usual, encouraged by our psychopath-in-chief and his fellow narcissists.  One of our new neighbors (the same one who left her trash all over our lawn so we almost got fined) had a driveway full of cars last night, in total disregard of the virus restrictions.  Not too bright.

On the other hand, we got to meet another of our new neighbors (and cute little dogs) who now rent the ex-drug dealer house next door.  The lady is very nice, and quite likeminded, it turns out, about this current situation and crimelord-in-chief.  We talked for a while across our imaginary 6+ feet, and had much in common, especially mutual respect of property and privacy.  Such a refreshing change.  It was nice to actually talk to an outsider, as we get out even less now.  Also to have dogs kept within the quite ample fenced-in yard for that purpose, not pooping on our baby trees.

Speaking of which, I was hard at work yesterday weeding around said trees, so they can breathe and not get choked out.  Now of course it’s back to raining, so I’m back to being OCD inside.  I imagine I’m not alone in that.  Now to reorganize the rest of my veg seeds on the off chance it stops raining long enough to plant them.

I envy Misu and all the other pets; for them there’s no pandemic, just more humans (i.e. servants) to put up with more of the time.  Seriously, the value of pets as therapy companions during an isolating crisis like this can’t be underestimated.  In fact, consider fostering a rescue animal during quarantine–it’s a mutually beneficial, healing arrangement.  Pets are essential first-(or in many cases, only-) responders.