The Coronavirus Chronicles -Three Strikes You're Out

[Gone in 60]

My wife has started providing telemedicine full time from our dining room table. Since we live in a very small condo, it's very distracting for her to have me banging around in the house, so I've pretty much been spending all of my time in the garage when I'm not at my friend's shop helping him fix cars. It's an interesting dynamic, and has allowed me to get a ton of projects done. I've fixed up and sold my Father in Law's car and done a lot of things that I've been promising my wife I'd do for months. Yesterday, the rain stopped and the clouds started looking a bit more friendly, so I took a ride on the CB. It was nice to leave the house with a helmet and leather gloves, rather than a face mask and exam gloves.

Now that the sun is out, I look forward to riding to my buddy's shop for my new mechanic side gig. He said "If the cops pull you over because they think you're out riding for fun, show 'em your dirty hands and tell 'em you're essential!"