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What a strange time we are living in right now.  Everyone is looking over their shoulder watching for any sign of the novel coronavirus.  We are whipping our heads around at the slightest cough heard nearby and wiping down everything.  Now I personally have never had a hygiene problem, but even I have gotten a little paranoid. I feel like I wash my hands fifty times a day plus hand sanitizer.  My hands have always been dry enough in the winter to crack and sometimes bleed, so you can only imagine how bad they have gotten recently.  It was only when I took my daughter’s lotion (Aveeno for Eczema – GAME CHANGER) that I managed to save my skin, literally. 

"Social distancing" (who would have thought that would become such an everyday term) has become the norm now with people keeping at least 6 feet apart and all the usual meeting places closing (bars, gyms, eateries, etc).  For an introvert, this is a welcome change. For an extrovert, this is a nightmare.  I fall somewhere in the middle. I'm usually fine being home, but every once in a while, I get the urge to just GO and DO. 

Unfortunately, for now, the hubby and I both still have to go to work every day. School has been put on hold for a couple weeks, but I have a sneaking suspicion that will be extended much longer – which does cause me some concern for my senior, but I’m sure that will be addressed.  Honestly, I wouldn’t mind a couple weeks stuck in the house. I have SO much I want to do there.  I am so sorry to those who have been forced home by closures and are no longer earning money. I can’t imagine how hard that must be, especially those supporting a family.  What I do know, is if my job remains open, then I will be back here for work next week, but I will be locked up all weekend and really hope I can make a huge dent in the projects. 

We are not out of the woods. We are really just inching our way into them now and it’s going to get worse before it gets better, but it WILL get better.  I have to and want to believe that.  I hope you do too.

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