Half an hour after arriving at work today I was informed that we were closing the building at the end of the day so my crew spent the day shutting down everything that we could. I am now home at least through the 30th.

If you need a break, check out the penguins touring Shedd Aquarium. [link]

Anyway I love you guys and I'm glad you're here.

Yeah, what she said.

White House or World Health Organization? I am so stressed out about this bus thing and I just want someone to tell me I am either essential or not! I have emailed everyone I can think of, but this is where not having an actual manager is breaking down.Maybe the bus will shut down and they will just have to deal.

I also am glad I am here. What a ball of stress year! Is this just being in your late forties, because it feels like the ball of stress has been going on since forever (maybe since the Trump election, but I think before with the diabetes, my uncle dying, my family finding me, and my mom's failing eyesight). They are not cancelling her appointment tomorrow to get a shot in her eye, and I am concerned. On the other hand, getting the shot in her eye keeps her from going blind. On the other hand, it is a waiting room full of elderly people that is very crowded.

ETA- It feels like these past few years have been stressful for a lot of people on the board, so maybe this is what life as a not-young person is lide

My father is a fucking idiot. Just to recap: he's 78 and has heart disease and diabetes, so he's well within the high-risk group. He also works at Kroger, but not out of financial necessity. He had been assigned to stocking the non-food shelves, which puts him in contact with a shit-ton of people in the petri dish of Kroger.

I asked him if it might be a good idea to take a week or 2 off right now, and he said he'd look into it. He called me tonight and said that he's moving back to the warehouse part of the store where the trucks unload. BUT STILL FUCKING WORKING. And he said he might get pulled to work as a bagger, where you basically come in contact with every single person who passes through the store.

Why. Why would he fucking do this? I am so goddamn angry right now I don't even have words for it. Does he have a fucking death wish? Jesus Christ.

Awww, Nilly, I know how hard it must be for you to be separated from your family. Soon they'll be back in our arms.

All 6 Bay Area counties are now Shelter-In-Place, the most restrictive in the country. But it's still voluntary and you can go outside, and get groceries, and check up on people. I just can't loiter in Amoeba Records anymore, or the bookstore.

The weird thing this week is that on Friday we'll find out about Matilda's High school placement, and whether she got into the Film program at School of the Arts (SotA). I feel good about her chances but there's no guarantee, and it'll be a massive disappointment if she can't go.

It's also complicated because she has very close friends applying in other disciplines there as well: visual art, creative writing, dance. So it'd take some kind of clean sweep of all of them getting in for it not be a fraught day in one way or another.

Fingers crossed, knocking on wood.

I love you guys and I'm worried about all of us.

Somewhat less about myself, now: new job closed doors to the public and sent everyone with compromised health (including me, thanks asthma) home to WFH until whenever. CEO reassured me that no one's getting laid off and everyone can WFH until this is over. They seem to genuinely care, which almost made me cry.

I'm going to pop into the office tomorrow to pick up a laptop that I didn't think I'd need but I do, and drive-through CVS to get my g-d meds, and then I'm not going farther than my mailbox for the duration. Introvert powers, activate!

May we all get through this safely. May the worst of it be averted.

Hey, Teppy, is there room on the "GODDAMN IT PARENT WHY" bench?

My father went to Ohio last week, to help make sure that church members would be all right now that meetings are stopping for the foreseeable. He lives in Pennsylvania! He is a 75-year-old man who told me two weeks ago that his cancer treatment didn't work! WHY THE SHIT WAS HE IN OHIO?

WHY THE SHIT WAS HE IN OHIO?

That's where stupid-ass fathers congregate?

Super happy about my klonopin prescription right now.