I have been lacking sleep since this coronavirus outbreak reached Maryland.
I am scared, especially for the boy and me. You see, we are at a higher risk of getting sick. Our immune systems are compromised, and although we have been going through immunotherapy for almost a year.
When the news broke that the first case was in Montgomery County, I specifically asked the mister to not kiss or hug me when he gets home from work, and only until he washes and changes would he be free to do it.
For two days, he wasn't in the mood. He was so frugal with his conversations with me. It was in the 'super cold-shoulder' level.
But on Wednesday, March 19, he brought home a keyboard and other stuff from work and happily broke the news that he can work from home already.
He works in the family room and sometimes in the dining room with me. By the way, we both dress up for work and not in our pajamas. We share supawvisors now—Mordecai, Rigby, and Bowie. Since working from home, the three cats have been lounging and hanging out by his side of the workplace.
In the 30 years we're in a relationship, I learned that when he works, he really works. He isn't easily distracted. I can't chat with him or hang out in his space. He would totally ignore me...
...well, except when I serve lunch and offer mid-afternoon snacks.
