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I have to say, one good thing about being really introverted and not really being big on socializing is that people like me were built for sitting at home and not having anything to do. I seem to be faring better than a lot of other people I know.

My parents have been calling me almost every day, which is nice, except that they seem to be under the impression that I'm totally coming apart about sitting home all day, which I'm not. I appreciate that they care, but their concern is starting to cross into pestering. I hope it stops on its own.

Of course, the drain line from my kitchen sink picked the worst possible time to start backing up, which means I have to get the maintenance guy into my apartment to rout out the drain line right in the middle of this coronavirus pandemic. I'm not even sure if he's been around the complex for the past two weeks since I've barely been outside. If not, I'll have to call the main office at the management company this week. Blah.

I've been fortunate that all of my friends and family are well so far, and I'm hoping that continues. I wish the same for all of you.