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feldmanFirst up, we're doing okay so far in the household. I'm the only one leaving the house on the regular, because I work in a food bank.
Lemme tell you, the place is hopping. If you need help, find your local food bank at feedingamerica.org for resources and responses in your area. If you want to pitch in, right now we're revising a whole lot of logistics to get more food out there without our usual army of volunteers (we want to distribute food, not virus), so most places should have website info on ways to help (virtual food drives are a thing! so is pestering your various levels of government if they're being shitty).
Part of me wishes I had the chance for time at home that isn't spent recovering, trying to sleep, and prepping for the next day/week. Most of me is grateful to have the distraction and purpose. Be safe.
My parents live with us, but the seventy-somethings are homebodies to start with, and with doctors cancelling non-essential visits and mass for shut-ins booming, we just need to keep them out of the grocery store. Mom is immunocompromised, dad's a survivor of cancer and maxillofacial reconstruction. Save Meijer for when you're really stir-crazy in April.
"It's not mass for shut-ins!" Mom insists.
"OK boomer," I smile from six feet away as I sanitize the shared kitchen after scrubbing into the house.
Kiddo's thirteen and her hermitage includes a rich online social life with classmates and a couple international friends who live in the computer. She's declaring it an early summer vacation, which is totally valid. She feels bad for a friend who's parents are making him attend mass for shut-ins.
Spouse has shifted to remote work and the way of the househusband. We're trying to find ways to manage his high social connection needs, which are already making him raggedy at the edges. He's a guy who regularly games in person with people in six other non-contiguous states. So far we've kept him from cooking massive amounts of food out of boredom.
Economically, let's just say I've spent a good percentage of the time since the Great Recession building as safe a harbor as I could manage for the next time everything blows up. I'm not thrilled the other shoe is dropping, but we've been lucky enough up until now to rebuild smarter and more flexibly, and also put some slack in the system. Hopefully it will be enough down the road.
Lemme tell you, the place is hopping. If you need help, find your local food bank at feedingamerica.org for resources and responses in your area. If you want to pitch in, right now we're revising a whole lot of logistics to get more food out there without our usual army of volunteers (we want to distribute food, not virus), so most places should have website info on ways to help (virtual food drives are a thing! so is pestering your various levels of government if they're being shitty).
Part of me wishes I had the chance for time at home that isn't spent recovering, trying to sleep, and prepping for the next day/week. Most of me is grateful to have the distraction and purpose. Be safe.
My parents live with us, but the seventy-somethings are homebodies to start with, and with doctors cancelling non-essential visits and mass for shut-ins booming, we just need to keep them out of the grocery store. Mom is immunocompromised, dad's a survivor of cancer and maxillofacial reconstruction. Save Meijer for when you're really stir-crazy in April.
"It's not mass for shut-ins!" Mom insists.
"OK boomer," I smile from six feet away as I sanitize the shared kitchen after scrubbing into the house.
Kiddo's thirteen and her hermitage includes a rich online social life with classmates and a couple international friends who live in the computer. She's declaring it an early summer vacation, which is totally valid. She feels bad for a friend who's parents are making him attend mass for shut-ins.
Spouse has shifted to remote work and the way of the househusband. We're trying to find ways to manage his high social connection needs, which are already making him raggedy at the edges. He's a guy who regularly games in person with people in six other non-contiguous states. So far we've kept him from cooking massive amounts of food out of boredom.
Economically, let's just say I've spent a good percentage of the time since the Great Recession building as safe a harbor as I could manage for the next time everything blows up. I'm not thrilled the other shoe is dropping, but we've been lucky enough up until now to rebuild smarter and more flexibly, and also put some slack in the system. Hopefully it will be enough down the road.
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Date: 2020-03-23 08:44 pm (UTC)