Proclamations & Confessions

So very thankful hubby is still able to work because his company is classified under telecommunications. However, the owner held a meeting saying that more than likely, they will shut down when/if someone tests positive in our county. I'm not sure what we'll do yet. We're already in a bit of a jam with the slumlords that own this house. We were supposed be moved out and in Oklahoma this week. Since both the job and house are off the table, we're stuck here. Hubby is lucky to have his job. Technically, his last day of work was two weeks ago. Considering the situation, he was able to go back without any repercussions. Except that we're pretty broke.
I'm pretty upset with all the shortages. We're seriously down to the rest of the 5 dozen eggs I had left and whatever my mom happens to be cooking. Since we were planning on moving, I never bought groceries before shit hit the fan. Hell, half of our stuff is already in a storage unit. I still haven't been able to find toilet paper. I can never get to the store when they open because I'm taking hubby to work. By the time I get there, it's gone. After 4 visiting 3 stores each day, 4 days in a row, I gave up. My autoimmune disease means I'm high risk. I am not going to take any chances over some damn toilet paper! Thankfully, the last time I went to Brooklyn's I remembered to take the stockpile of diapers but forgot the wipes.
I keep seeing people on social media going bat shit crazy because they've been told to stay put. It's amusing because I don't really go anywhere other than my mom's (6 blocks) and the grocery store (2 miles). I already cleared this weekend to catch up on some WDC stuff and finish up my tax report for the state, in that order, so it's not interrupting anything around here. My only complaint is that the laundromat is closed. I hate taking my laundry to my mother's house. But at least the liquor store is still open!