Plei, I'm pretty much in the same situation with my (septuagenarian) folks; the plan was to head to Houston this weekend to see them, but we finally decided to cancel out of caution.

We've been calling and texting pictures to my in-laws as well as to Mom and Stepdad every day, but they are used to seeing ltc every week. It's is hard on everyone. Especially for ltc wrt my mom, who she is very very close to. My father-in-law is still working at a car dealership, and I do not know how seriously the rest of them are taking all of this, but I do know when my mom was unable to move around when she broke her knee earlier this year she was very anxious and depressed. So, I'm sure she's not doing well with this.

ltc's nursery school isn't charging us for this month and her karate classes are now available online.

I'm so sorry, Jessica.

Delighted that Nilly has been reunited with her family.

I am running low on fresh produce, so I'm thinking about making a grocery run today at a local market that typically isn't very busy. Possibly that's foolhardy, but I have been sheltering in place and not going outside unnecessarily for a couple of weeks now.

I have so much work to do that I want to cry. I'm setting boundaries for when I start and stop work, but my god, the amount I need to get done is overwhelming even when I'm not having high levels of anxiety.

Commencement is cancelled. I am simultaneously working on getting spring courses set up And working in prep for putting things online through August (not announced)

I can't believe we haven't cancelled commencement yet, but I think that's coming tomorrow.

I'm planning the grocery run tactically. I also made the executive decision that Tim doesn't get to go grocery shopping for the forseeable future, thanks to the immunosuppressant he's on for his RA, and the fact that he's still considered "in recovery" from his heart surgery (it's only been 2 months, y'all -- that's crazy to me). He's in exceedingly good health (like, has been walking 2 miles in 30 minutes [which, full disclosure, I can't even do right now]), but the goal is to keep him that way.

My therapy appointment today was via Skype (or a HIPAA-compliant videochat thingy that's like Skype), and that worked pretty well. My therapist validated my immense anger at my stupid, stupid father and also said that if I'm too angry to talk to him for a while, then I don't need to talk to him. So I'm not going to.

Plei, I'm glad your parents are taking this seriously, and honestly I don't know how anyone survives without a second fridge/freezer. We always have both freezers filled with meats, frozen leftovers, and frozen veggies. The second fridge is usually filled with extra seltzer and dairy products.

We have a chest freezer, but I'd kill for a second fridge. No room for one, though.

Tim should definitely stay away from all the people!!

Tim should definitely stay away from all the people!!

He's still working, but he isn't in close contact with his co-workers, and he's washing his hands and/or using hand sanitizer like it's his second job. I'd rather he not work for a week or 2, but he's still going in for now.

Kitchen staff is up to speed on meals now, so that is going well if not speedily now -- one thing to consider is that they usually have to deal with 2 seatings for lunch and dinner, so they don't have to pump out 90-ish meals at essentially the same time. Practical logistics take a while to develop as reality meets planning.

Me, I ventured forth on a shopping expedition, this time to a bigger supermarket, which I can report was better stocked than the last time I was in one. Yes, the paper goods shelves were plenty empty but you could at least find one brand of TP or paper towels.

I found three house brand packs of flushable wipes, which my residents had hoped for, so I sprang upon them like a springy thing -- and got asked at the registers by a passer-by if there were more. Tried not to feel too guilty as I explained they were going to (literally) 90yos.

This week has been about 3 weeks long so far. As I was getting ready to leave, I had a moment where I couldn't remember if I'd driven or walked to work.

You know, if in some alternative universe I was still working as a programmer and therefore WFH, or more likely have been laid off, I'd be home stewing. This way at least I have something I can DO.