It’s come to a point where I should just act like I’m going to work, take a shower first thing in the AM, and put on different clothes every day.
Is this a sign of cabin fever?
I hope the pics tell you what I’ve been doing to keep myself from going insane. Jeremy still has to go to work because he’s an essential employee. The kids are with their grandparents and they’ve been doing a good job at self-isolation.
And I also bought this:
They want me to wear a mask, then I’m going to wear a mask.
As you can see, I’ve been sort of busy. We have no idea when this stay at home order is going to expire. Might as well make the most of it.