Coronial Times

Coronial Times – Day 1

March 16, 2020

6:30am – alarm goes off. Do the usual snooze a couple times before getting up and hoping in the shower. Determined to keep things in routine so we don’t resort to all day iPad and movie binging.

8:00am – breakfast is eaten and I’m set up with my laptop and day planner at the kitchen table ready to work. I don’t yet have full access to be able to work from home, but I have webmail and am eager to help my team. In between email catchups, I help Liam with spelling practice. I’m grateful for the sheet of spelling words for the entire year so we can continue to work through them. Liam is not so thrilled and already whining. He moves on to some reading from RAZ Kids on the iPad.

9:30am – Liam is bored. It’s been a long day already.

10:30am – My parents drop off some supplies I wasn’t able to get over the weekend, including a magnet set for Liam that he immediately tears into and occupies himself.

11:00am – Have to make a work call. Warn the child he needs to be quiet. The child is in my face for the half the call. He is not practicing social distancing.

11:30am – Play a round of Go Fish while monitoring emails.

12:00pm – Lunch time

12:30pm – Time to go outside, get some fresh air and stretch our legs. We go for a walk around the neighbourhood which was apparently the most tortuous thing I could have done to the kid. Much whining.

1:00pm – Liam needs to rest his feet as they are VERY sore from our gruelling walk around the neighbourhood. He plays (and wins) Battleship on the iPad against Grandpa. He proceeds to go play outside and kicks a soccer ball around the alley with one of the neighbour kids

2:30pm – Liam works on his daily lesson from Scholastic Canada and then practices writing with a journal entry, “My favourite part of today was soccer. I love Mom. I love Dad.” I wonder how long this sentiment will last in these new conditions.

4:00pm – still hunkered down in front of the computer. No word yet on when (or if) I will have full access to do real work. Bedtime seems like a long way away. My optimism about making this situation fun and memorable is out the window.

5:00pm – I’ve declared it F*** This S*** o’clock, crack a cheap beer and make a box of mac and cheese for dinner, wondering if it’s September yet. Spoiler alert, it’s not.

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