Before I began the quarantine section of this blog, I should have realized the basic sameness of all days when you're stuck inside...I did two entries for the first three days, and now it's April 4th, Palm Sunday, and I'm just getting around to the third.
Day 4 was Erica's 40th birthday. She opened some presents from me (well, an envelope with pieces of paper in it telling her what he presents were...) I got her a trip to Portland, though who knows when we'll take it, and another year's subscription to the wine of the month club of a local wine shop in town. We were supposed to have a knock down, drag out bash at a cool retro bar in the city. We'd rented out its back room, I bought a bunch of decoration, tons of people were coming, but like all good things these days, the day came and went and we didn't get to celebrate. When this thing is finally all over, I know two people in this house who are owed big time.
Anyway, again, it's now early April. Most of our days have proceeded thusly: wake up around 6:30am. Try to get James to do his school work while I send an email to my students with their daily work. Erica goes upstairs to work and stays there till 4pm. Juliet begs for food constantly, often going into the pantry to retrieve an apple sauce squeezer and bring it to you to open. Snack at 10am, Lunch at 11:30. Juliet naps from noon to about 2:15 while James zones out on tv. After, we maybe head outside for some time on the swings, and/or hitting baseballs into the neighbor's yard and/or trying to learn to ride a bike, but whining a bunch about not being able to do it. A nice family walk, and then dinner, then Juliet goes down for bed. James gets read to (Harry Potter 4). We get some time to watch tv or read in the evening, then to bed. Wash. rinse, repeat. We haven't gone anywhere beyond about a half-mile radius from our home.
