The virus didn't start to impact us until about the middle of March when we started isolating ourselves. The social aspects of isolation are devastating. I wonder how many divorces will be spawned because of short tempers and touchiness. I miss my friends and we don't keep up like we should by phone. Ted and I have insurance people and plumbers in and out because of a leak in the hot water connection. The insurance company has denied our claim for damages citing small print in the policy. It would cost more to try and get them to fix it than to go ahead and have it fixed ourselves. This is the number two ranked insurance companies and suffice it to say that it will be cancelled when the term is up. Another little ploy the insurance company uses is to value your house at about twice what it would sell for so that if you have wind and hail damage they can deduct two percent. The two percent is on the inflated value and they come out smelling like a rose once again. If I sound bitter, it is because I am. Wind and hail damage is a given in Oklahoma. Ted and I have not had a shortage of toilet paper or paper towels and due to the policy of the locally owned market I shop at, items that have suddenly become the target of hoarders are limited one to a family. I have plenty of everything. I have made a surface disinfectant with bleach and water in a spray bottle if I run out of lysol and clorox wipes. Vanity has gone down the drain because muffled in a mask and sun glasses no one can tell what you look like. I have one friend that I can walk our dogs with and being outside we don't worry about the virus. We keep a distance between us as well. We enjoy the outing and so do the dogs. My roses are glorious.