Apparently my parents talked amongst themselves last night and, *independently* from me, came up with the idea of preemptively holing up in their bedroom. Good sign, re: plan being actually workable.
The three of us will be hashing out some stuff this evening, but I expect that will be the core of the plan.
Let's see, things we need to hash out:
Chore division (I cook on the three nights a week I'm not working but Brother is, Brother cooks on his two nights off, no hot meal on days we're both working? also, while we're at it, how much protective gear do cooks need to wear?)
Fetching logistics (Mom had already come up with the idea of a table outside a quarantined bedroom's door, for items to sit on when moving in and out; maybe they can put disposable bowls/plates out on the table, and I bring up the dinner pot and scrape food into those? and they will definitely need some disinfectant wipes inside, since not everything can be fetched like that)
The alarm signal (community transmission in Waterloo Region?)
The all-clear signal (some number of weeks since last recorded community case, maybe? two? three?)
(and yes, this means not having treadmill access for potentially quite some time, although I *will* have access to stairs I can climb up and down repeatedly, and before we owned a treadmill I used to walk loops around the ground floor of the house)
(and if there *does* end up being some kind of mandated quarantine such that even Brother isn't leaving the house, there would have to be some point at which the whole house is officially clean and it's just the *rest* of the world that's presumed contaminated)
(we probably also need contingencies for if kid(s) actually become symptomatic: take your pick of reasons why I'm not making curry while feverish)
I've been contemplating this future, and the is-this-clean part of my brain is struggling to wrap around stuff like "being too sick to hug my mother but not too sick to work", "abandoning all but one room of the house to the germs with me inside", and "being in charge of cooking, but the cleanliness status of food containers has to shift *upward* to reach its recipients". I think I can deal if I have to, though, for something this important.
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The three of us will be hashing out some stuff this evening, but I expect that will be the core of the plan.
Let's see, things we need to hash out:
(and yes, this means not having treadmill access for potentially quite some time, although I *will* have access to stairs I can climb up and down repeatedly, and before we owned a treadmill I used to walk loops around the ground floor of the house)
(and if there *does* end up being some kind of mandated quarantine such that even Brother isn't leaving the house, there would have to be some point at which the whole house is officially clean and it's just the *rest* of the world that's presumed contaminated)
(we probably also need contingencies for if kid(s) actually become symptomatic: take your pick of reasons why I'm not making curry while feverish)
I've been contemplating this future, and the is-this-clean part of my brain is struggling to wrap around stuff like "being too sick to hug my mother but not too sick to work", "abandoning all but one room of the house to the germs with me inside", and "being in charge of cooking, but the cleanliness status of food containers has to shift *upward* to reach its recipients". I think I can deal if I have to, though, for something this important.