Flupocolypse, day 20

Friday, or so the calendar says.  I got paid, and in turn paid as many bills as I could.  Better to be ahead just now.

Herself is unemployed as of yesterday, but hopefully only temporarily.  If it's longer, well, I planned for that.

My employer has begun furloughs, but not at my tier.  If it reaches me, we might find the end of my planning and the beginning of panic.  Or not.

So... plans for the day:
 1)  Get my laundry done and clothes properly put away
B) Take the chilluns out back and work with them on firearms safety and operation.
3) Clean my car, and go for a ride to blow the stink off.
D) Inventory the alcoholic beverages..... sigh.

Upon first hearing Herself was sans-paycheck for the first time in decades, I'll admit to being a bit spooked.  On the other hand, as I watch her working with girl-child on.... Idontknow....whatever that is.... it feels right.  I'm happier she's home, and at much, MUCH, less risk of catching the Wuhan virus. 

Better we are all together right now.  Things are less complicated that way, and less troubling.  We'll deal with the money issues somehow.

Weird that Friday is not Friday when every day is Sunday.