I’m in a “safer at home” state, courtesy of our new Democrat governor.
I severely don’t like being told I can’t move about my domain freely.
Maybe it’s for the best, maybe it’s not. Either way, I don’t like it.
When I become Unquestioned Emperor of the Universe, I’m going to outlaw unknown viruses. And electric hand-dryers in restrooms.
Until then, here we are.
We are in Illinois, God help us. Basically everything is closed down. We even got an email from our private gun club this morning saying they’ve closed all the ranges. The place is 300 acres and it’s almost impossible to get within 6 feet of anyone when shooting.
We don’t like it at all either. But we just happen to have a well stocked bar in our home, the preps for just such an eventuality have been laid in for years, and Mrs L are both working from home and have paychecks.
So we are fortunate in many respects. I’m next to the love of my life with a drink in my hand and some music playing.
This too shall pass.
Good luck.
L