Thank Grog It’s Firday!
I have to admit, that I really didn’t think anything would get weirder than last week. But, of course, I was wrong. I have been playing the update in “REAL TIME” which is really weird, because “real time” in lock-down mode feels surreal.
But of course, I’m sure there is virtually nobody reading this who isn’t in the exact same predicament. Playing in real time just makes the weird dialogue excruciating. I hate it when the writers have Marge and Homer fight, separate, and almost divorce.
But, from what I am reading, this “Stay At Home” order we are under in most states (that actually have common sense) are predicted to see two rising statistics. One in the number of births in nine months, the other in the number of divorces. If absence makes the heart grow fonder, the opposite apparently could mess with other body parts. So…like most things…when thrown together unexpectedly, you just don’t know if it will bring you closer together, or further apart. Or together, apart, together, apart. together…you know what I mean.
My lovely bride of 38 years and I had exactly one of these situations this past week… It was serious. It was dire. And required me to test the limits of sanity in the wee hours of the morning!