So for the first time in my memory, everyone is living essentially the same story – just a different version. Here’s mine:
First off, I am not complaining. I know that, for now, we are extremely fortunate compared to many people. My wife’s company canceled all travel early in the year, and shortly after ordered all employees to work from home if they could. So she no longer flies long distance, and no longer faces a twice-a-day commute to Houston. I am retired, so living under the statewide stay-at-home order issued by Texas Gov. Greg Abbott has caused me relatively mild adjustments. Never exactly a social butterfly, I’m more apt to view what some call isolation as peaceful solitude.
However, as with everyone, our little plans have been disrupted. My younger daughter is finishing her high school year online. State competitions she would’ve participated in are canceled. So are school sports. Along with summer programs. The same goes for my youngest son, whose training in the art of welding has come to a temporary halt.
And there’s our house plans: We bought a “new” (to us) home all of 1.7 miles away from the old one, with the intent of fixing and upgrading the old one and then selling it. Except now, as far as I can tell, there’s no real estate market because of the uncertainty surrounding just about everything.
The good news is, when one of us feels a little stir crazy, he or she can drive across the river and hang out at the other house. The version of the stay-at-home order our county issued allows us to travel as long as it’s for an essential function for a household member, such as transporting food to some person or some pet. This gives us the flexibility to drive between the two houses pretty much at will. We also have the freedom to walk the neighborhood, or ride bikes, as long as social distancing protocol is employed
Both houses have fairly big yards, numerous large trees and privacy. I tend a garden at one, and have been planting fruit trees at the other. Large yards mean frequent mowing. The newer house requires more landscaping. So you get the idea. This keeps me busy, and occupies the mind.
I feel sad for my fellow Americans stuck in densely populated cities such as New York, and can hardly imagine being confined to a small apartment. I wish I could offer more than thoughts and prayers to them; unfortunately, that’s about all I have right now.