It’s not too lonely out here yet, but the outside world teases of tacos, pho, and pizza. And I don’t want to cook. We have ample supplies, just lack a degree of motivation. Maybe this will bode well for my weight loss journey.
The children are still alive. They haven’t battled to the death yet, but I fear that’s coming soon…
… Sooner than I’d like.
…maybe not soon enough.
Husband is already showing signs of being sick. No Dr available today. We are in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by medical wasteland.
I’m not sure I’m cut out for this long term. Send prayers. Send Clorox. Probably send Band-Aids.
End transmission.
Corona Can't Keep Me Down 