Hands washed again, time to write this blog post. I am in a mood, guys. I mean I have still got my health which is good in this day and age. My allergies are actually better today (who knew if you take your allergy meds regularly it helps)! My husband has his job (even though he has to physically go in for it, yeah). We have no kids except for three dogs, one cat, a horse, and about 40 molly fish. My dad and sister are holed up in VA going crazy but healthy. Both of them are high risks as well. And I worry.
So I am in a fluster. This sickness is scary. I am staying home except if I go to the barn (and there were three people there (none together) when I stopped by to give treats). Remus may never go out again though if this effing rain doesn’t go away soon, Tennessee. But I am trying to lay low and not risk anything. Still need to get groceries which I still online order but today’s order we got half substitutions and half out of stock. No bread. No eggs. Did get milk. They had to substitute a frozen pizza for god sakes. Who is stockpiling that? Stop it now.
My work has cut our hours. They say it is in response to the pandemic but let’s call a spade a spade, we have been in financial difficulties for years now. This is giving them another excuse to find money somewhere. Fine. I will log on my time and log off my time. I will not work a second longer (I often worked 9-10 hour days each day and never got paid overtime but I was paid my salary). 20 percent cut may not affect me that much thanks to my lovely husband BUT I have coworkers there that may have to choose from food for their kids or paying their car payments or electric bills.
Not cool at all. Not to mention that some of us handle more and more work due to people leaving and them not hiring to replace them. Well played, work. If they wanted to cut productivity and bring people’s work ethics to a screeching halt they did that in the middle of a crisis across the country. We can all work from home, we still have product to work on. Anyway. Moving on.
Mark’s business will not close. So I am worried daily my husband is going to get sick or bring it home to me. I am withdrawing on myself some and find myself with tense muscles and shortness of breath until I realize I am HOLDING MY BREATH (don’t do this).
One slight bit of good news is I sold my trailer this week. Wasn’t ready to do so but a guy wanted it and paid cash. The whole transaction took less then 15 minutes with no handshakes or contact and us with about eight feet between us. Kind of funny the way the world has changed. But he wanted it for his wife as a birthday present and I figured where I am hauling now? I have time to choose what I really want now but have to say that motivation is gone as well. I am hoping it will come back.
We sure didn’t need that hit from work this week but I know so many others have it so worse than me. So I am trying not to bitch. But it is hard to not bitch. I am only me! Stay healthy and safe all!! See, I feel better already just writing this down!