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Chronicles of a Corona Captive – Days 15 & 16

Several times a year at school, we have spirit week. I decided to bring some of that spirit to our work from home environment.

Monday will be pajama day.

Tuesday will be clash day.

Wednesday will be crazy hair day.

Thursday will be hat day.

Friday will be career day.

Hmmm… now that I look at the list, it would seem we’ve had spirit week going on for 3 weeks and we weren’t even trying.

Took extreme measures to protect the remaining Thin Mints.  Each sleeve has been moved to a secret location. I hoped splitting them up would help me preserve at least one sleeve. Once Oregano reads this, he’ll have hours of fun searching the house for them. Stay tuned to find out if the Mystery of the Missing Thin Mints is solved.

Singing Itsy Bitsy Spider while washing my hands has gotten boring so I jazz it up a bit by singing different renditions of the song. I sing a rap version, a Broadway version and a reggae version. I’m fairly certain Oregano is ready to gag me. I’ll have to start thinking of a new handwashing song.

Our development has started a road paving project. Great timing! The only thing better than being trapped inside my home during the pandemic is being trapped inside my home while they jackhammer outside.

Watched the show Fleabag on Amazon. It is a British show. We loved the show, but thankfully, there were only 12 episodes. Oregano has difficulty understanding anyone who speaks with an accent. There have been many times while we were traveling or watching television when I have had to translate for him. During one episode of the show, he rewound a scene 3 times before he finally asked me what it was the character said. Exasperated, I looked over at him and told him the word was “Pam” and that he should let one go once in a while.

I’ve noticed that people are on conference calls conducting business while they walk their dogs through the neighborhood. I guess they are doing business while the dog does its business. Let’s just hope they aren’t video conferencing.

Must not bake…must not bake…must not bake… Normally when I bake, I bring the treats into school spreading the calories over multiple bodies. I had a brilliant idea that would allow me to scratch my baking itch, share the calories and show my appreciation. I planned to bake cookies and leave them for all the delivery people as a thank you. When I mentioned this to a friend, she pointed out that during a pandemic, strangers might not want to eat my homemade baked goods.  

Garbage night has become our date night. Under a moonlit sky, we walk down the driveway pushing the garbage can to the curb. It rained on date night this week, so Oregano had to go on the date by himself.

Second week of laundry without a button, snap or zipper. It’s like I have opened a laundromat for Amish people.

About Paprika Furstenburg

I was born with an overly developed sense of humor and poor coordination. The combination of these two character traits has taught me humility and given me the perspective to find the funny in everyday experiences.

10 responses »

  1. It’s been a really unexpected discovery, when this pandemic started, that I had never been taught how to wash my hands correctly! I’ve rarely before washed my hands as though I was about to step into a sterile operating theatre… . With all this frequent washing around the world, I wonder whether the spread of ‘normal’ colds and flus and other illnesses will reduce too?

  2. Oregano will have to channel his inner Columbo and get on those mints! Hilarious!

    • When I was writing that part I was thinking about Michael being like Columbo. The real trick is going to be me remembering where I hid them.

      • What I would do is to wait until Easter Sunday, then hide some Easter eggs all over the house and garden, and let Oregano loose. 🙂 That way he’ll do a thorough search everywhere, and maybe he’ll find the missing mints?
        That’s if he doesn’t find them before then, of course. 😉

      • I don’t mind hiding the eggs to keep him occupied, but the goal is for him not to find the cookies.

  3. I don’t have to sing more than three notes while washing in order to render my hands sterilized. With my voice, that’s all it takes to scare anything….from virus to human….and have it depart at break-neck speed.

  4. There were several laugh-out-loud moments in this one. I wish I had that flair.
    The “song of choice” in this part of the world is the ABC song — twice. I have stopped singing, but perhaps should occasionally time my washes, because I may be falling short.
    I am grateful that the jackhammers are at your place and not mine. May they finish quickly.


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