Quarantine Journal Week 1

Monday, 16 March-

If you are reading this entry, chances are I did not make it out alive. Please pass my story on so that others will not suffer in the same manner. Have you heard that if you die, your cats will eat you? Look at the picture of Izzy. Do you think she would eat me??? Today was a shock. It didn't seem real. I knew any minute, the alarm would go off, I would wake up and get ready for work. Well, that didn't happen. Instead, my alarm went off and Rick and I went hiking.

Tuesday, 17 March-

My deodorant is running out.
                             Oh well, quarantine life.

I don't think Rick has a good sniffer anyways. He'll love me just the same. I'm worried about running out of oatmeal. Five days on hand, that's not nearly enough. I do have 6 Soy creamers for my morning and now afternoon coffee. One more thing, my boss keeps sending emails--it's 11:30pm and I just got an email.

Wednesday, 18 March-

I took a super long nap with my kitties today and it was wonderful! They put the 'nugglin' sleep spell on me. I think they love Caronoa virus time because I'm home with them all day. Maybe it was started by cats!! I know some people who would believe that (Eisen)!

Have you ever forgotten if you brushed your teeth or not? So that happened. I felt my toothbrush to see if it was wet--but it was the afternoon already. Oh well, Corona Quarantine. It's not like anyone can smell my breath through the phone or computer.

Thursday, 19 March-

A teacher friend texted me this morning--she teaches at North Hollywood High School and a parent just railed on her because she hasn't sent home an updated syllabus for the Corona Virus Quarantine. My friend wanted to Rage-Tweet, but as teachers, we can't really do that. I talked her down and we're going to video chat later. I've video-chatted with friends and family and well, I'm sick of looking at my computer. I want to see REAL people in PERSON.

Friday, 20 March-

My friend Nancy knows 3 people who have Carona Virus. THREE people. Two are at Tarzana Hospital. I don't want anyone I know to get the virus. It will seem real. It's so strange right now because I live across the street from a small park and the playground area is all taped off. I really feel like I'm in a disaster movie.

One student came on the chat Thursday and asked me if I have enough food. I do--for now. But I worry about how long this will last and if I snack on something I start to feel guilty like--what if I need that food for later? I have two big fears in life from my childhood.
       1. Being Homeless
            2. Not Having Food