Day #20. I’ve been out of the house twice. Once to go to the doctor. Once to go to the drive-thru at the pharmacy to pick up more breathing treatment vials. I don’t mind the isolation so much, but of course I’ve been sick all month and the last thing I want to ever do when sick is, honestly, anything – let alone hang out with people.
I have a million and twenty-seven things to blog about, but I needed to put this one out there now, because it was just too damn funny and is the first time I realized I might be losing my sanity, a little.
Let’s start at the very beginning. (A very good place to start!)
My sweet HWMMS is definitely a little bit lonely and not a work from home forever guy. He’s been downstairs working all week, while I’m upstairs (or in bed.) I hear him on calls and he is working his butt off keeping the firm working remotely.
This afternoon, he mentioned “you could come downstairs too…”
Awwww. (So of course, I did.)
The two of us are in our respective spots in the basement entertainment room. From my spot on the sectional couch I cannot see outdoors on the patio. Somehow HWMMS can see out of the corner of his eye, some of our backyard and patio from his desk. (Who knew?)
La, la, la. Scrolling through Twitter I am…suddenly HWMMS very seriously states:
“Um, there’s a little girl in our backyard.”
“WHAT?”
“There’s a little girl, with a blue coat, in our backyard.”
“How can you even see outside?”
“I can see everywhere.”
Ok. I realize he’s serious. He starts to go outside and asks me to follow and I refuse. INSTANTLY MY BRAIN GOES HERE – and I can’t even kid.
OHMYGODTHEZOMBIEVIRUSHASKILLEDPEOPLE
ANDALITTLEGIRLHASNOFAMILY
ANDISWANDERINGINOURBACKYARDINSEARCHOFFOOD.
With that said, I did read this book the other night (The Girl in Red.) I probably shouldn’t have. Also, you shouldn’t either because while to book itself was ok, the ending was one of the worse endings I could ever imagine in a book, ever. It was as if the author decided to not finish the last quarter of the story and one page later ended everything. Oh and the story was about a respiratory virus that killed everyone and a little girl was wandering in the woods…
My point?
My brain went to…
OHMYGODTHEZOMBIEVIRUSHASKILLEDPEOPLE
ANDALITTLEGIRLHASNOFAMILY
ANDISWANDERINGINOURBACKYARDINSEARCHOFFOOD.
Instead of what I said (logically and rationally) after realizing the neighbor girls were out in the back woods with their dad looking for a lost drone…
“You obviously didn’t grow up in the country. All the neighbors backyards and woods were all the neighborhood kids backyards. We climbed cherry trees at the neighbors farm, sled down the hill on another neighbors vineyard, took hikes in the woods…”
Hahahhahahaaa. I’M LOSING IT.
Of course, maybe, MAYBE someone else is starting to lose it a little too…
HWMMS: Do you want to try some MRE* coffee with me?Me: WHY WOULD I EVER want MRE coffe ever? Plus, we have a nice stash of backup beans in the coffee bar, AND a brick and a can of ground AND I have another bean order coming on auto-ship.) So, the answer is no.
*MRE (Meals Ready to Eat)
SO—How’s everyone else doing?
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