And apparently we're in the early stages of shit hitting the fan as today they declared a national emergency. As it so happens my uncle passed away last week (not from coronavirus), so I was in NJ anyway since his funeral was yesterday.

Total time spent alone over the past 3 months? Well, I finally got one night in my NYC apartment by myself, then my sister freaked out at the funeral and made me promise to stay in NJ for the next few weeks. *sigh* I know this is small potatoes compared to what may be coming, or even what it may be like in NYC if things really go sideways, but dammit, I really was looking forward to maybe transitioning back to a life there. Trying to do recovery meetings and build a community. Taking advantage of the fact that for the first time since 2004 I wasn't working a full time job.

Maybe at some point I'll get there, but it looks like not right now.