I didn’t see this coming.
The pandemic.
The virus.
The stay at home order.

This year was going to be the one where I expanded my charity.
Where I would develop my consulting work.
Maybe even work on a podcast.

That was in January.
I never begin my work for the new year in January.
January is my “thinking about it” month.
That’s the month where I think and process what I’ll do for the year beginning in February.
Yes, my year for change and new things to do is actually only 11 months.

And then in February the shit hit the fan.
First in China.
Coronavirus. Covid 19.
Italy, Iran, Spain, Europe.
Can’t hit here, could it?

It did.
We’re now a country locked down for the most part.
For me, this could be difficult.
I’ve got plans!

No visits to the Club. I even joined a new one, 5 days before we were ordered to stay home.
I haven’t stopped there since the day I was sworn in.
No travel to see my kids. No more eating out. What about all my friends, they’ll be missing me.
How will everyone survive?
How will I?

What about all my plans?
This isn’t fair.

What do I do now?
I’ve got to come up with a plan.

JT