Who could have predicted this? I'm still processing it, even as I switch to autopilot: prioritizing hygiene, maintaining social distance. I skipped voting for the first time since turning 18—not out of fear (polling stations felt safer than crowded bakeries), but to heed scientists over mixed government signals. Stay home, everything's closed... except vote and grab cigarettes? It's absurd, and yes, I chuckled.
Now, we're all home: teleworking with teenagers during their first day of remote school. We'll adapt. My main worry? Cooking lunch daily—butter pasta gets old fast.
Thankfully, I found a silver lining: assembling the teen's new bed from Alfred et Compagnie, delivered Wednesday in three massive packages. We cracked them open yesterday... and braced for a week's work. Hundreds of screws dumped in bags (400, mixed up), dozens of panels with misaligned holes, and a baffling manual. We borrowed an electric screwdriver from friends (our only outing). At €€€, it's infuriatingly unassemblable. After 3 hours, we got the frame and slats done—the 15-year-old slept in her new double bed Sunday night, thrilled. Drawers and lockers? My first-week confinement project.
College for Le P’tit (at a top non-contracted school) is smooth—he's been heads-down since yesterday, loving it. I just spent 30 minutes on philosophy with him: Descartes and his doubts. It sharpened my mind, though his homework grade might suffer. Can't wait to review!
As director of a communication agency, teleworking is seamless—we've been remote since Monday with all the tools. Some clients paused, but most are supportive. Our fun, playful projects (influencer product tests) need pivoting. We're focusing on strategies, staying vigilant amid uncertainty—mixing in philosophy for me and primary exercises for my partner.
Health-wise, minor symptoms since Friday have me on edge, but I'm calm: even if asymptomatic carrier, I'm healthy and strictly confined.
Shoutout to our everyday heroes: doctors, nurses, cashiers, and delivery folks. Your sacrifices keep us going. Not religious, but my thoughts—and many prayers—are with you.
Stay safe, follow guidelines for yourself and loved ones.
See you tomorrow!
