Day 13

In the spirit of even-handedness, I think it right to list some of the things I've loved about isolation time.

1. Always Close to the Fridge.
The refrigerator is in the middle of the house, and the house is in the middle of the lot. My entire life exists within 30 steps of the fridge. Probably 20, if I took long steps.

2. Well-Supported By Corporate America.
Every faceless corporate megalith wants to help me through these {uncertain, trying, unprecedented} times. Just today, an investment firm wrote to assure me, "In this uncertain time, please know that we are working to help our associates and their families cope while ensuring your interests as a client are front and center." It's intensely comforting to me, knowing that T. Rowe Price is going to compel their associates and their associates' families to cope with oblivion in a way that doesn't interfere with my interests.

3. Singing Whenever I Want.
In pre-isolation days, I used to estimate that I spent about 80% of my time intentionally trying not to sing. At the moment, we're tracking 30% and fa-al-ling, oh I'm fa-ah-ah-ling, fa-ah-ah-ah-ling in love, with you.

4. Pants.
While many Americans are reportedly going pantsless, my pants-wearing has actually increased. (No, I don't feel obliged to explain.) Yet I have a new appreciation for pants, now that they're theoretically optional.

5. Talking to Myself.
Out in the Emergency Command and Control Vehicle, I am *that* chatty coworker. I've been hanging around the water cooler longer than I probably should, having lively conversations with me. I don't get annoyed at myself for going on and on, as others understandably do. Neither do I worry that my listener might be feigning interest. What could be more interesting to him than hearing what I have to say?