Corona Views - Week 2

Or is it really week 3? I'm losing track. 

Looking back at the calendar, Dave and I have been pretty much isolated for three weeks now. We had limited contact with the world. I got the kids to and from school but stopped everything else. He worked at the office that first day (Monday) but decided to work from home afterward. At that point, we were just being advised to steer clear of crowded places, like mass transit. 

Then the kids had one week home, where we filled in the gaps with educational games, YouTube videos of things we wanted to learn and lots of cooking.

This last week - everyone got into the new routine - remote school. It's not terrible, really. Ben seems to have a bit less on his plate at the moment. He has a modified schedule which includes a math lesson, and ELA lesson and an extra - gym, music, computers or art. He hasn't had much homework. All-in-all, this method of school seems to suit him. He can get up, and wander around if he needs to - much more than he could in his classroom. Claire, on the other hand, seems to have more work, if that's possible. She's busy from 9am, until dinner. Assignments, videos, and homework. She's frustrated by it, and we're doing our best to help her navigate. She's feeling distant from her friends and tries to meet them to do video chat every day for lunch. 

Dave's office space is set up - and he's working on much the same schedule as he was before. Due to the nature of what he does, he never really needed to be in an office. Almost all his clients are outside of NYC anyhow. A video call looks much the same from our home as it does from an office in midtown. 

I've been keeping busy. Lots of those pesky home projects I never wanted to do; daily zoom chats with the Mom Squad. Knitting, cooking, reading. Ben really wants to bake all the things, but our oven is crap. We'd meant to replace it, but those funds had to be rerouted to office furniture, and now deliveries are stalled.

I've been doing on-line training to be a Family Advocate and have one more session before I was supposed to start applying for internships. I keep my brain occupied so that the swirling thoughts don't take hold. I'm on the verge of panic more often than I'm willing to admit, and every sniffle makes me wonder. It's spring, full-bloom, so that's a lot of wonder. 

We go for walks when the weather cooperates. The city has shut down some of the streets to vehicles so that more people can get out and walk at a safe distance. We hear sirens all the time. Elmhurst Hospital is very close. (That's the one the NYTimes wrote about as the epicenter of cases in NYC. The one with the trucks outside.)


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