Robyn Miller from Meeker has written a public diary on her Facebook page since the COVID-19 stay-home warnings began way back when.
As she started Week Four on Monday, we asked if she would let us share her diary with our audience in Lincoln and Pott counties.
We’re happy she agreed.
Quarantine Day 1: This is actually kind of fun (introverts laugh internally).
Day 2: Sleeps in, realize we have nowhere to go. Goes back to sleep.
Day 3: Husband volunteers himself as tribute to go buy toilet paper.
Day 4: Ran out of Ramen. Kids threaten to run away from home. Seriously thinking of letting them.
Day 5: Who are these people, and what have they done with my family?
Day 6: Daughter announces she wants to paint her bedroom, except that bedroom is actually the room of shame/junk room/dumping ground on the other side of the house. We currently have a queen size bed in a hallway.
Day 7: I just went to church... Without pants on.
Day 8: I received my first box from Amazon since the pandemic arrived in the states. Used an entire can of Lysol on the box and its contents. At 4 p.m., I announced to my children that they need to stop hogging the Netflix bandwidth and go outside. They are currently sitting on the trampoline covered up with their blankets and sulking.
Day 9: Had to go to the store. Coughed by the green beans and cleared everyone out of the aisle in 1.4 seconds.
Day 10: my husband woke me up after midnight to tell me that we lost power along with 115 people in Meeker. “No wait, 256. Oh, now there’s 156 in Chandler without power. Some of our neighbors still have power so they most likely lost a leg. It was probably just the zombies. Har har.”
Now I’m laying in bed like
Day 10 (Update 2): When your salon has to shut down for three weeks the day before your appointment, you go and you tip well.
Day 11: A friend just asked me how we’re holding up. Well, I have a box of Ramen and our internet router locked up in the safe, so I’ll just let you figure that one out on your own.
Day 12: Honey, I think this virus is mutating way faster than we could imagine.
Day 13: Watching people come out of Walmart with masks on, only to remove them and light up a cigarette.
Day 14: Caught our 11 pound Chiweenie eating her weight in discarded hamburgers and Cheetos out of the trash can this morning.
Day 15: 3am horking wake up call. You would think it was the fat Chiweenie, but not this time. I know you’re jealous.
Day 16: Sold a bag of sock orphans on eBay for $117.
Day 17: We have now entered full Groundhog Day mode. I have wondered to myself several times, “So, is this it? We just wash our hands over and over again until we die?”
Day 19: Today I asked a store employee if they had any Lysol. She said they may have some in the back, and I’ve never felt more like I was in some kind of bizarre drug deal than when she slipped me a bottle behind her back and told me to hide it in my cart.
Day 20: Time to refill my pill minder and lo and behold I am out of two medicines for next week. (Mind you, we were planning to escape and enjoy that beautiful weather coming at the lake)
Step 1: Text our most awesome local pharmacist and beg and plead for a pickup today.
Step 2: Done. (Have I told you she and her staff are amazing?)
Step 3: Doc office has not responded to the refill request from over a week ago. Decide to set up an appointment on MDLive for a month refill.
Step 4: Open computer and log into MD Live.
Step 5: Start answering a bunch of questions about my medical history I thought I already answered.
Step 6: In the middle of answering questions, my internet goes out.
Step 7: Enable mobile hotspot.
Step 8: Okay, Lauren, we’re all set for your appointment. (You would think you would question a 15 year-old’s two Caesarian Sections, but no.)
Step 9: Curse the COVID!
Step 10: Redo everything as Robyn. Step 11: Ok, we are ready to set up your appoint
Step 11: Ok, we are ready to set up your appointment online, but we can’t do it here. You have to download Chrome. On your hotspot. It will take 10 minutes.
Step 12: Drink more coffee.
Step 13: Your appointment is confirmed! Isn’t technology wonderful?
Day 21:
Rylan: Hey mom, I just talked to Grandpa and Emily in their car when I took the trash down. Um, what day is it?
Me: Sunday
Rylan: Oh, ok. That must be why he’s wearing a tuxedo.
Day 22: Homeschooling begins. My daughter already had her government done this morning. Just woke up my son at noon to eat. He suggested we start with PE by jumping on the trampoline. I let him, and then we started with math. Log in to Xtra Math.
“Mom, let me find the app! Oh, it’s $5.” Asked him to log in using a browser. Can’t remember the email login because it was always “written on Ms. Tipton’s board!” Log in and apparently he does not know his multiplication facts because he is struggling.
He looks up at me with those doe eyes and asks, “Can I go to the bathroom?”
Parents, I’m here with you. I understand your frustration. We will survive this even if your child has all C’s and D’s. That may be all we can achieve at this point.