I've been thinking I maybe should write something about the whole stay-at-home thing for the last month and a half, but it's been hard to get started. It seems like I've got nothing but time now, but that's not the case.
As you might guess, I'm unemployed right now. I'm technically "furloughed", which I guess means I've got a job waiting for me when the restaurant is back up to something closer to capacity, but that's not any kind of given itself. To the extent that is still operating, it's because Ashlyn and Moira are working in the kitchen and making deliveries themselves without drawing a salary. There ain't enough seats to have a bartender and two waitresses working I'd they open up at half capacity, so it'shard to put to much hope in that.
So I've been home, and on the one hand, Little Moira loves that. We have a great time playing together, and reading. She's only three, so she can't read yet, but she's got a lot of her favorites memorized, which is kind of amazing itself. Momma Kamen and my folks say that neither of us were that into books at that age, but we were never locked down or anything like that. It kind of males me worried that there's some of the man who knocked me up in her, but nobody who knows thinks it works that way.
She misses her cousins, though, and her friends from the park, and it's hard to explain to her that we can only talk to them on the laptop, especially since Momma Kamen still goes to work, if not for quote so many shifts. It seems backward to me, because she's in her fifties and probably had more that makes her vulnerable than I do, but the MBTA obviously can't just let me take her job. It means she does all the errands before and after work, so there's really not much reason for me to go out at all.
And I'm lucky in that way, I guess. Karla is calling to check in on her mother fairly often, and her kids are sad about not being able to see their grandmother, plus all the drama that comes with their fathers in a time like this. My own folks are keeping in touch a little more often, but the question of going to stay with them is something we kind of dance around. There aren't any cases in their town, and someone coming from the big city to visit would be an issue.
And I guess I'm lucky, in a way, that I've accepted this as my life. Hotels aren't opening in Maine until June at least, and there are some people who probably thought they were getting their lives back this weekend.
Anyway, just wanted anyone I haven't been keeping in touch with off the blog to know I'm okay.
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