A has gone into the world to do our grocery shopping-we haven't gone shopping in two and a half weeks which has been weird to say the least but very grateful we're able to stock up for extended periods. I have so much anxiety about him going that it's hard to focus.

Trying to get work done and my brain just keeps picturing him forgetting to use sanitizer or you know, licking stuff. He's a 37 and a lawyer in the medical field. I can probably trust him. But still, in my head he's evidently a toddler who I've sent out to buy me wine.

I need him to survive because a) wine; b) the new bookcases I ordered arrived and I want his help; c) he's supposed to smoke a chicken tonight; d) I like him.

I'm making jokes to try and relieve the serious level of anxiety I've got right now. I wanted to go but I have asthma and we figured the less I'm out, the better because lungs. But I'd have wayyyyyy less anxiety if it was me going.

The conquering hero has returned with many supplies including wine & gummy bears as he knows what’s good for him. I asked him to get canned pineapple chunks and he bought a wide variety of canned fruit because evidently he’s never really had any. So that’s a new thing I learned.