One week

It’s been exactly one week since I came home from work for the last time. That feels a little surreal.

I’ve been sick today. Not covid-sick, just generally not feeling well. There’s been a handful of times today that I’ve thought I’ll just quickly run out to the drug store to get something and then had to remind myself I can’t.

I’m starting to realize how much we take for granted living with so many services that are immediately accessible. 

How do you plan for food and medical needs long term when you don’t actually know what they will be? 

We’re currently tackling this question as we prepare a click and collect grocery order. The next available pickup slot is April 6. We’re going to have to make-do with what we have until then, maybe stop at Sobeys once or twice for essentials like milk and bananas.

Another thing I’ve become painfully aware of is that our, what I previously thought was very expensive, childcare could charge us double and I’d think it was reasonable. It is SO HARD to keep a toddler busy and entertained all day without being able to go walk around the mall or visit the library or go to the swimming pool. Childcare workers are heroes.

This was my living room by 9am.

On the Covid front - the United States has reported another almost 10 000 cases. I read a twitter thread from a doctor in New York this morning that was upsetting and alarming. The exponential growth is out of control on that side of the border.

In Canada numbers are still going up but we haven’t yet hit the point that would show any of our measures have been successful. 57 new cases in Alberta and sadly, our second death.

Also, the Olympics have been cancelled.