Hola, Buffistas. A quick meara: Nilly, good to hear from you and delightful to hear about your children, and may the quarantine be the worst thing to come from this for your lovely family! Cashmere, I'm thinking of you and your family, may this awful situation resolve as best as possible for your poor dad and your troubled brother. KB, so glad to hear your kitty is doing better! Debet, job~ma for you and your DH. Trudy, travel~ma for your mom. Jesse, congrats on quitting smoking! Strix, congrats on relaxing without Ambien! Steph, glad the wedding was a success, and may your friend come through surgery okay. Shir, congrats on successful sciencing! askye, may your conversation with your SO go well. msbelle, I hope mac and your parents will be well. May everyone and their beloveds and their businesses be safe from the pestilence and its effects.
My new job is going okay; the people are really nice and seem competent and cool under pressure. One co-worker sometimes brings in her dog, a sweet black labradoodle who comes in my office for pets, so that's a bonus. And wow, there's a lot of free food. The only downside is, the person who's supposed to be training me has been out sick since my first day, so I'm just sort of learning stuff on the fly and doing what I can to help out. Everyone is helping teach me stuff, but no one has time to sit down and formally train me. They've been operating on half-staff since October, supposed to be nine people and they're down to five (last week four, not counting me) and they're all overwhelmed. But they've made me feel welcomed and valued, which is a plus over my last job. So I'm pretty happy.
I am, however, exhausted. I'm sure this will get easier but damn. I'm used to sitting on the couch all day... I'm going to start wearing my Fitbit again; after I broke my ankle I stopped bothering with it. Damn, that was almost three years ago! No wonder I'm so out of shape. I found a physical therapist who's working miracles; she's getting my ankle to move and bear my weight again. It still hurts but not as bad, and it doesn't buckle under me anymore. It'll never be as flexible and strong as it used to be, but I'm getting back the ability to walk without the cane and that's something I thought I'd never be able to do.
I went to Walmart this afternoon, to make sure I have everything I need just in case. I've never seen Walmart, or Charlottesville, so un-peopled on a Saturday afternoon. Not empty, but not as crowded as usual. Lots of empty shelves, but I was able to get everything I wanted except cat litter. Hopefully I can Instacart that later. Good thing I didn't need toilet paper.
Virginia declared a state of emergency two days ago, and all schools have been closed for the next two weeks. We already voted, luckily. People around here are finally starting to take this thing seriously, I think. Although 120 people showed up for our meeting last week, people were elbow-bumping and avoiding handshakes and using the hand sanitizer we put everywhere, and no one was complaining or eyerolling. My new workplace has cancelled/postponed all meetings for the next month, and the CEO told us we may start working from home. Ironic, I know. Almost as ironic as me having self-isolated for years and then started working in a office the week after a pandemic started. Oh, the jocularity.
I have to give a shout-out to anyone who lives with anxiety all the time, because I've never been anxious like this before, and I hate it! How do you all function???
Barely? Essential systems only, social systems require manual operation, life support at 50%, maintenance routines on autopilot.