Spring Break: Day 3
Day 1 we don't go on spring break. Day 2 we lost the parks. What will day 3 bring? Read below.
The day starts like the previous 2.
This morning I have no plans. My intention on this spring break - version 2 where we don't go to the Dominican Republic - was to ride the mountain bike every day. Since I started Sunday at the Commons, I bumped it out to 8. Well with the parks going down in a hail of Murphy's Law Bullets, that plan seems to have gone to shit.
So I fix the toilet seat in the 1st floor bathroom.
I then decide to mow the lawn. I should clarify this. Much like the journey of a 1000 miles begins with the first step, the mowing of the lawn begins with the first blade of grass. And much like, let's say, after 20 miles, you stop for the day, I mow the grass until I don't feel like doing it anymore. So this morning I pick up where I left off. Yesterday saw the running over of some animal bones but an inspection of the mower this morning shows no adverse effects to the blade, so I fire it back up and it seems fine. I mow more of the lawn until the next thing happens.
The transformer across the street from the neighbor's house blows up. I'm facing in that general direction so I see the flash when it happens. And so on day 3, we lose power.
I go in the house, call JCPL, and make oatmeal.
I then respond to
@Santapez where I devise a plan to address the Coronavirus situation with the help of whiz-kid math genius
@jmanic and the understanding that the old people are all going to get naturally selected. This is sort of what every government on the planet is doing right now, save for 1. So we might as well state it for what it is. "Sorry old people, stay inside and hope it works out." Of course, Sweden has done nothing extreme like this, and they're not falling apart. But nobody wants to talk about that because it would invalidate our choices here. It's sort of like making a tire selection and doing everything you can to defend it even in the face of all opposing evidence.
Since Murphy's Law does not apply to the WMAs, I went to Wildcat with 25 other people and we rode together, making sure we were no more than 6 feet apart at any time. At all trail intersections we huddled closely, giving bro hugs and kissing each other on the cheeks like the French. When we were done, we all laid down and did barrel rolls over each other because it seemed like the fun thing to do.
After the ride I went to pick up the kids from the other parents. They're here until Friday then we have a free weekend.
I went home and finished mowing the lawn. I didn't do the front because it appears to be suffering from male pattern baldness. So this job is done for now.
Then I took a nap because I am old and naps are awesome.
Finally, I made dinner while D did a Zwift ride with her Pharma group. After she was done we ate dinner, then I had a cup of tea on the porch while the sun set. It was a beautiful evening and splendid day to be outside.