Journal de Steviefan1, 21 mars 20

The first time this week I have even felt like journaling...so very upset over all this turmoil about the Coronavirus, shaking and crying from the inside out...just like before hurricane Florence devastated NC. Now. I'm an OLD MARE that's been through A LOT, and it takes a hell of a lot to rattle my cage... I feel it starting to jangle. Everything is closed. Even the beaches are closed. Of course, I lost my new California Closets job because they had to close down all three showrooms in NC. Food Lion said they would LOVE to have me back...desperately need the help, BUT I fall into the high-risk category being I am almost 61 and have type 1 diabetes, so they said they could not risk me getting infected. Filed for unemployment. Somebody stole Brad's bike; 3 days later somebody smashed every single window out of his Yukon truck. I am eating like a baby hippo. Don't care. Can't stop, can't sleep.