Still day 55…

We took a car ride today. The first time in 8 weeks, we drove with our kiddo. She was so happy. She was yelling “woo hoo!” while we were on the expressway. Her joy about something so simple and something we used to do every day, was overwhelming.

We went to Maspeth, where we lived at one point about 8 years before we had our daughter. It was so nostalgic. We loved that neighborhood. Got some ice cream from Louie G’s. The weather was lovely.

I realized that I’ve probably only done 3 days of exercise in the last 55 days. No wonder my knee is killing me.

Today was also a strange day. I was irritable all day. It’s probably… no, mostly due to the fact that this is my last week of work. I’m going on unemployment next week. I have no idea how we’re going to make ends meet. We just bought our second home in November, 2019. So now I’m carrying a mortgage on top of other expenses.

I have some financial options though. My biggest concern is the credit card debt. It’s not terrible, but it’s there. Some of my creditors have worked with me to defer my payments. That was helpful. I also have a little left of our car loan which was supposed to end this year! Ugh. I know, first world problems but they are mine.

I worked so hard to get to where I am in my career. It has been 17 years of working in the entertainment industry. This is all I know. I hope TV and Film return sooner, rather than later. But safety is a big concern. We work so closely on set. Granted, I work behind these scenes in the accounting department. But I have to handle paperwork from the set. We’re working on ideas and concerns now. Hopefully, the studios and unions come up with a new process for our safety, putting the bottom line as a secondary issue.

I played some board games with my daughter tonight. That was a lot of fun. It helped keep my worry thoughts quiet for just a couple of hours. It was glorious.

Tonight, my husband asked me what I’d like my burial arrangements to be. That was rough. Usually we talk so off-the-cuff about that kind of stuff. This time, it can be an eventuality. We don’t know if we will get it. And if everyone in our home gets it, will we all recover. This led me to consider seriously getting our paperwork together next week. I need us all to know where our insurance policies are and note what our requests are. It’s so morbid and tragic to think about it. But this is a necessary evil now.

Someone posted this New Yorker article with a documentary that was filmed during the early days of the shelter-in-place order. It’s haunting.

Shelter In Place