Yuck

Today was a hard day for me.

It started off alright. I crossed a few things of my list. Then it went down hill. 

I headed to the city to get some paint rollers. Home Depot was clean. Like they wiped down all the equipment anyone would touch when checking out with sanitizing spray.  I don’t know why, but somehow that just made it all seem really serious and a bit scary to me. I had a bit of a meltdown in the parking lot. 

Then I went to Walmart and everything was mostly normal there. Which was even a bit more scary. Why aren’t the they sanitizing the carts? Where’s the hand sanitizer at?

Then Costco was a good place to go. Clean, efficient, sanitized carts, great deal on rotisserie chicken. All the good stuff.

My hours got cut back even more at work, we probably don’t qualify for any government subsidy. Money might get really tight in a bit. 

Then we ended up doing a family home evening together with some of Cory’s brothers and sisters and their families. That was a good wrap up to a day that had me a bit messed up with the whole coved 19 self isolation craziness that is everywhere right now. 

So things are hard sometimes, but really good the other times. 

We will get through this, and it will all work out okay. 

Sick

I thought Jack said - I’m sick of Call of Duty.
I said - I bet you thought this day would never come.
He clarified what he really said - I’m sick at Call of Duty

He’s not sick of it yet.

Uncomfortable times

What day is it today? They are all blending into each other because everything is much the same. The kids are doing classes online, I’m working most days at the restaurant and Cory is either helping his brother fix up his office or working at the house.
     We had a zoom meeting online last night with the sister missionaries serving in our ward - which was fun- and one of them mentioned these being “uncomfortable times”. I thought those were perfect words to describe now. We’re all just figuring out our new normal of socially isolating ourselves in the hopes that this disease will pass by and not be passed along. It is strange and definitely a little bit uncomfortable, but there is peace in knowing that the whole world is dealing with this and we are trying to get through this together- alone!

Blessings

The restaurant I’m working at is still going strong (take out only) and I feel so blessed to still have a place to work and bring in some income. 

Our landlords messaged us today and let us know hey are reducing our rent for the next two months (then we hope to be in the new house- fingers crossed!)

We all ventured out to the new house together after supper, got some fresh air and had fun. We are still all getting along despite being stuck together for the last week and into the foreseeable future. 

The flour and beef story.

Since social isolating became the norm, whenever one of us happens to be in the city (we live in a small town about 25 minutes from any stores) I tell whomever to see if there’s hamburger or white flour in the stores. We are not in desperate need of those things, but store shelves are often bare, so if something happens to be in stock, you need to snatch it! Well, cory and Jack were in the city getting stuff for the house we are building, and saw this hamburger and bought it. It’s about a third of the size of a pack I would usually buy, and way more expensive. I think I’ll have to save it and cook up some fancy hamburger diner with it! There was no flour in sight, but cory returned a thing he had rented later in the day, and swung by the store again and there was white flour! An employee saw him carrying the bag and commented that it was a lucky find. 

These are very interesting times.

Life is weird

so, maybe you’ve heard of this disease called Corona Virus, or Covid 19. It is THE focus of everyone’s lives right now. Life is different than ever right now because of it. The world is in isolation to try to limit the spread. The schools have been closed since Monday. Cory drove down to Rexburg on Monday and picked up Sadie, she was really enjoying her first semester at BYUI, but classes had gone to online only, so we felt she might be better off home in case of disease or whatever, and just in time because the border closed to unnecessary travel just yesterday.
I feel like I am a person who enjoys being home, but when you are not supposed to go out, it’s all you want to do!
The grocery stores are out of a lot of items. There is an incredibly odd shortage of toilet paper everywhere. So far we are good for food and supplies here, we have lots of everything we need. I’ll hold out until next week to do another shopping trip and maybe things will be stocked up again. Maybe!
Maggie had been practicing for months to be in the play Matilda. Tonight was supposed to be the opening night. Since gatherings of more than 10- or is it 50? people aren’t allowed it had to be postponed until June. Hopefully life will be more normal then.
I thought it would be interesting to keep a journal of sorts of how life is during this interesting time in the world, so I will try to update daily with what we are doing- maybe not interesting to others, but it will be neat to look back on and remember what these days were like.

go go go

life has been super busy. There’s no stopping now.

We are building a house in southern Alberta. That has been very interesting. 

I’m not fully prepared for all the many choices that must be made. Appliances? Countertops? Lighting? Agh! All I wanted was one of those really big fridges, but it turns out that that doesn’t fit in our kitchen. Bah humbug. Cory says we need a small fridge because food tends to gravitate to the back and get forgotten until some awful smell starts wafting out and an archeological expedition must be done to discover the source. 

He’s probably right. Darn it. 

I’ve been thinking, and I’ve concluded that it’s time to give blogging another try. 

Resurrect the old blog, as it were. 

Here we go!