Check-ins?
Atlanta is good, all things considered. We're settled in Marietta, which is Northwest of the city, somewhat. I've been prepping for this for about 4-5 weeks now, so we have a decent stock of stuff.
I decided to start a Pandemic blog (
https://matthillica.tumblr.com/), which will either be awesome if this goes on for 12-18 months or seem really stupid if life picks up and is back to normal in 3-4 weeks, but whatever. My bet is that we're quarantined at least until mid June, but even that would be a best case scenario for me. I dunno... just felt like writing some of this stuff down because it made sense as a way to process all of this. It's more of a way for me to go back and process how this all felt once the years pass and the memory of this whole situation has dulled somewhat.
Stores here seem to still be functioning, although when I do take trips to the grocery store, I find myself buying things I wouldn't usually get because they're all that's left. Things like potato bread (this stuff is awesome and I'm not sure why it's the last thing left on the shelf), tomato bisque vs. soup (my wife corrected me that we usually buy soup, not bisque and I clapped back "well, that's all that was left!")... it was a quick spousal argument like many followed by several moments of silence as we each weighed the words "all that was left". Seems like there have been a lot of those this week.
My challenges with this so far have almost all been personal. Taking a conference call over website edits or a marketing status with our team punctuated by frantic texts to my wife at her folks' house begging her not to let them go to the store and to just use the frozen meat we'd put in a cooler and brought to them that day. My wife also has some pretty serious autoimmune diseases (Schmidt's Syndrome... JFK had it), so trying to protect her health and the health of my in laws has taken up most of my mental real estate this week.
Oh, also my wife is 14 weeks pregnant, so our timing is pretty fuckin impeccable there too. Nothing completes the apocalypse scenario like a pregnant, vulnerable wife... just ask Lori Grimes.
Besides all that, I find myself surrounded by people who are at various stages of coming to grips with this. They run the gamut from "omg this is the apocalypse" to "this is just the media trying to bring Trump down"... which basically means I'm trying to keep all people at arms' length. We were out in our driveway the other day just trying to escape the monotony of our house and I guess everyone else in our little neighborhood decided the same thing. As we were out, some other neighbors walked by and asked us how we were doing... idle chit chat. They stood at the top of the driveway. After a bit, the husband spoke up and said something along the lines of "yeah, I decided to work from home yesterday and join everyone else not doing actual work." and shook his head as if this was all being blown out of proportion. The first thought when he did that was, "Man, I hope he doesn't try to come down this driveway and commiserate with us because he's big and I don't want to have to tell him to get away." So many surreal moments like that.
Anyway, hope you are all well and staying as sane as possible. Thank god for weed and video games.