Those of you who know me know this is going to be a long fourteen days. I have a virus. No not that one. Mine is the old one, the one we don’t really talk about anymore. The one I often took for granted as being plain, seasonal and expected at some point – the flu, or influenza if you want to get clinical. Imagine my surprise having been not so gently nudged into getting my first ever flu shot this year to find myself with flu-like symptoms.

[the injection site]

Surprising indeed. Fortunately I am operationally equipped to be able to work remotely, so in accordance with government advisories I am observing a 14-day stint in self-isolation. That said, my children, bless their hearts, are loud and busy and full of energy and our house, well, our house is very open in its concept and not at all sound proof. I’m open to any tips or tricks in this regard. There might be a noise cancellation component integrated into the days ahead; yes, I’m just going to cancel the noise. We’ll see how that goes.

A Few Early Observations

1. In preparing my home-work nest, I realized self-isolation Kate is ruthless.

“We need to clean this place like we are selling it.” I said to Heath.

The guy knows me, he simply pulled out the oversized IKEA bags and I did what I needed to do. I don’t care where it’s going, but it can’t stay here.

 2. The appropriate answer to the question, “why do we have four bags of mini eggs, Kate?” is, COVID-19.

3. My hoarding style seems to be championed in the new world order. Heath has always questioned why our cupboards are as full as they are. I can’t help it. It is how I was raised. Growing up we always had a pantry full of canned goods and a freezer filled with miscellaneous cuts of meat, ice cream, frozen fruit and vegetables and loaves of Wonder Bread.

4. Oh, how the tables have turned: “Heath, why do we have so many jars of peanut butter?” And the answer is still COVID-19.

5. A package of 60 rolls of toilet paper is economical, it is not hoarding if all of the product in question is contained within the same wrapper. When I returned from the grocery store with this giant package of TP, Heath accused me of falling prey to mass hysteria. He seemed to think the four rolls we had left would last for months.

6. People who have a stockpile of 17,700 units of hand sanitizer are the worst.

Stay great!

Kate