It's April 5th.
We'll be locked down for another month., minimum. Ohio's numbers are on the rise, but not nearly as bad as in New York or 13 other states.
I picked up another day and Sunday returns as well. I'll be working 6 days a week. Heather the hypochondriac won't look for work, and gave up on her unemployment. Meanwhile, Sallies hearing is in 17 days.
I trudge through, as Bob quit and Ken's last day is Thursday. While Heather does cleaning and bags money from all over, I fixate on paying off my credit cards. Maybe by year's end I'll be in decent shape to cut back on my hours. Who knows?
Heather plans on heading to Berea next weekend. I'll be alone again. Speaking of alone, it appears that my dubious flirtation with Dawn is at an end. While cute, her mental baggage has become questionable. I don't need complications.
Facebook has deteriorated into a cesspool of live feed solo jams, covid 19 ads and political blame games for covid. Everyone preaching stay home is old as well.
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