Never again will you panic for food, and supply shortages

That's too much work.

Don’t be afraid to use that body of yours for alittle manual labor. There are great rewards in self reliance. Increasing your strength and stamina. It will help you enjoy other aspects of your life more. Longer walks, taller hikes, and endurance to be the hero for others You was designed to be. Your not dead until your graveyard dead. If your body is unable to complete manual tasks. Educate your mind and tell your loved ones of your hopes and dreams. I’m sure they would love to help out.

One of the simplest, best and most honest posts I have ever seen on this site. Thanks op.

How did you know I was drinking coffee? Spooky!

Thank you for that. It’s hard right now for me. My wife is a physician in a Rural town. They just turned her clinic into the Testing Facility as of yesterday. She is the youngest of her Fellow physicians (Others are over 60). Short supplies of Masks and gloves due to hospitals lack of supplies.
Telescreening starts tomorrow. She is now going to be working 7 Days a week till this passes. She is on the front lines. I’m at home with our 2 daughters 2 and 6. With our new 9 week old Cane Corso toddler. With other outside critters that need tending too. We are the second largest house on our block with single wide trailers at either end of our road. We have been at home for 6 days now. Only wife comes and goes. We have built a decontamination station in our bathroom. She enters the house through the side entrance by bathroom around 7. Showers, washes her clothes. Sprays down her phone and shoes. We eat supper while she is one the phone and emailing health officials till midnight. Which is the second potty break for the Cane Corso Puppy at night. Stilll crying in his bed after his last walk, as I lie her with my exhausted wife typing this out. I can’t help but to think.... If marauders came knocking on my door for supplies. I’d kick open my door and freely give them all out. No way in hell would I want my daughters to see me shot up, lying in the front yard. Face down in the mud for Fighting over food and TP. Tired of all this doom. Time for bed. Listen to my Schumann Resonance in my earbuds as I drift off to sleep. Praying and Dreaming of a better world tomorrow.. love y’all and God Bless.

Not to mention my mother is in Atlanta and Sister with her family too. And My Father and family is In Kansas City still working everyday siding houses.

Thank you for allowing me an outlet to vent. Much appreciated