March 31, 2020 | new | No Comments
We are officially two full weeks into lock down. So far, my family has not driven me to homicide. I’ve been baking with the littlest on the weekends. Last weekend it was “Cimmanim Rolls”, this weekend was Banana Bread. She “helps”. Meaning she dumps the pre-measured ingredients into a bowl and stirs for about 15 seconds.
She taught herself to use the Facebook portal during our baking session yesterday. She randomly selects people on the contact list to video chat with. She got calls in with my mom and three of her aunties. While I made banana bread.
She also made a point of mentioning that when she grows up, she is going to stop at one kid and two cats. (Me too, kid. Me too.) Then she says she wants a son, so if she has a daughter, she’ll just give her to some lady. (OMG, speaking my language, kid.)
But on a serious note…
As I wrote this, I received word that over 200 employees were furloughed from my employer today. I don’t even know what to do with that information. My heart hurts for them. I know that the world as we know it has changed drastically. I hope that we can come back from this stronger than ever. But I fear that it is only going to get worse before it gets better. And it will leave deep scars on our hearts.
STAY THE FUCK AT HOME.