Sheltering at Home Day 12. It’s time to forget the coronavirus for a few hours a day — try to — and get back to work on my next book. Read more.
Barbara’s Riffs on Life
Will Donald Trump Be the Death of Me? Pardon My Rant as I Shelter in Place — and Wind Up Praying for the President. Day 11
Dying is bad enough. It’s another thing to contemplate dying because Donald Trump is in the White House. Read more.
Day 10 Sheltering at Home — No Furnace, No Heat
No furnace, no heat. Last month as COVID-19 bore down on California, our 70-year-old sewer line gave out. Today, our 31-year-old furnace followed suit. Read more.
Sheltering at Home Day 9: I’m Going for the Small — Really Small — Pleasures.
There are small pleasures to be had while sheltering in place. OK, they’re really, really small. But I’m making the most of them. Read more.
Desperate Times, Desperate Measures: I Just Used Glue on a Postage Stamp — Sheltering Day 8
I’m breaking rules all over the place today, like using forbidden glue to attach stamps to an envelope. Desperate times, desperate measures. Read more.
Dining in a Construction Zone — Sheltering at Home Day 7
We’re dining in a construction zone. Social distancing has brought our home remodel to a halt, so we’re moving into our half-finished dining room anyway. Read more.