Oh goodness.

It’s way past my bedtime.

But I always stay up way past my bedtime.

You know why? Because I’m a night owl.

I never want to go to bed – and I never want to get up in the morning.

I mean, if left to my own, within a week I always devolve into the same schedule.

Two til ten.

Bedtime at 2 AM. Wake-up at 10 AM.

Some think that’s crazy…

I say it’s a full eight hours of sleep.

Goodnight.

I love you.

-Dad

Aaaaaand just like that, dad is working from home again.

We had our first positive case in my office on July 2.

All was all good over the weekend.

But Monday morning we got the news.

An unnamed underwriter tested positive for coronavirus.

I am going to give it two weeks and then reevaluate what to do.

• H, you are enjoying Rock Solid until there is a case there.
• K, you are at Learning Tree until we know of exposure there.
• Mom is working form home until further notice.
• And T, you are at home with us because we have not yet started paying for school.

Life is inching back toward quarantine all over again.

I love you.

-Dad

Guys, guys, guys (girls, actually).

Guys!

I know it’s summer and all.

And things can get fast and loose during the summer, but come on.

We have got to get more sleep.

Please?

That is all.

I love you.

-Dad