Captains Log:
April 29, Year 2020, Day 6 of Covid-19 Quarantine
03:00 Captains Log: The largest pack member Bacardi has taken to “spooning” me in my mattress. Outweighing him by 200lbs I attempt to move him over. It seems he has mastered the art of body manipulation, as I move my body to push him over, he takes advantage and fills in the gap I left open and somehow is now even closer to me! I.must.find.a.way.move.him.over!
05:00 Captains Log: Biological clock says rise and shine time to run. Body aches and chills have declared this a no contest. You.win.another.round.stupid.virus
05:01 Captains Log: Lavatory for me. Pack needs to go out. Bacardi has taken to the field like a good boy. Jameson the drunk urinates on the corner of a bench! I.am.going.need.to.pressure.wash!
08:00 Captains Log: Provisions delivery has arrived! I am weepy as I open the first bag and find…LUCKY CHARMS! And.some.other.healthy.sh*t
08:30 Captains Log: The parcels include Milk-bone doggie treats. The kind that take effort to chew. Which should be no problem at all for a species with canine jaws and teeth. It is this Captains determination that the youngest member Jameson is spoiled beyond reason due to alway consuming soft chew Bacon snackies. Upon receipt of new treat he has spit it out no less then 4 times in an effort to soften it. Even.the.female.with.no.teeth.can.chew.it.
09:00 Captains Log: Message from Captain to Vessel Courtyard, Message: “Good morning, can someone take a look at May 9th, it seems to stick out maybe rooms in a block?” end message – Vessel Courtyard response: “Its wedding reservations that have not changed their dates, I will contact them” end message.
09:30 Captains Log: Sickbay patient is running a low grade fever. She has coffee so we are all safe. She will return to her recovery. Her intentions to resume normal life are now reset to ZERO. I.hate.to.say.it.but.I.told.ya.so!
10:00 Captains Log: I feel the need to repeat, A hot shower when you are sick is the bees knees baby! I’m.melting.melting.melting!
11:00 Captains Log: While my taste, smell and appetite are still off the magically delicious marshmallows in Lucky Charms should be classified as supportive medicine for Covid-19! So.sweet.my.teeth.hurt.but.I.don’t.care.
12:00 Captains Log: Pack member Bacardi is once again not practicing social distancing. He is currently curled up on top of me, I believe he is trying to gain access to the sweatshirt I am wearing. Any.closer.he’ll.be.wearing.my.clothes.
13:00 Captains Log: I will admit while I love to work hard, and am not a fan of being sick, being able to lie down at 1pm is rather rewarding. This.is.unfamiliar.
13:05 Captains Log: Short lived, Competing with this virus, I believe is a urinary tract infection. Gotta.pee.again.
13:10 Captains Log: I have resumed my resting only to be forcefully overthrown with affection by the 2 male pack members. They have both proceeded to mount my chest and overpower me with doggie kisses. No.concept.of.personal.space.
14:00 Captains Log: A delivery of more provisions have arrived! Single serving sizes of Lucky Charms, and a friend of this crew a man who exemplifies leadership and command Cap’n Crunch and his Crunch Berries. crunchify.me.Captain!
16:00 Captains Log: On the phone with the doctor again, need to try and get some meds for the ole Wedding Tackle. Something is not right with my meat and two veg. Holy.crap.it.hurts.to.pee.
17:30 Captains Log: Mess Hall- The crew has shown excitement that the Asian Cuisine establishments have re-opened, this crew member could do without. Perhaps soup and a CAP’N CRUNCH and LUCKY CHARM combo meal! My.dentist.will.not.be.happy!
19:00 Captains Log: I went with the soup only. Food is making me nauseous. Fever is back.
19:30 Captains Log: I am tucked in, relaxed and ready to try and get an early slumber…and UPS just dropped off boxes! I’m.up!
19:31 Captains Log: Good news, bad news and good news regarding this delivery. Good news: one of the boxes contained like a 1000 cookies! Bad news: my new running sneakers came in and I can’t use them. Good News: cookies, now, jog them off when I’m better with my new running shoes!! It’s.a.vicious.cycle.
20:00 Captains Log: Sick bay patient and the rest of crew have retired to their quarters. The pack has found their place on my mattress and the couch. Gonna.be.an.early.night.
23:00 Captains Log: Bacardi and Jameson are mattress hogs. My attempts at comfort are over, I am retreating to the couch and building a cushion fort to keep them out. The mattress is now theirs! I.have.been.defeated!
#Adulting 