Day 45:

One month left of quarantine (if we get out on May 31st like they say). More than halfway there, hopefully. I have a friend's birthday coming up on the 6th, so hopefully I'll be able to organize a drive-by or something fun like that.

I've volunteered with kids every week for almost 3 years now. I miss them a lot, and today we had a drive-through parade thing where all the volunteers stood and held signs and stood six feet apart, wearing masks, and talked to the kids so they could collect their curriculum (mostly coloring sheets and bubble sets for fun) for the month. It was great to be able see them for the first time in forever (why is Frozen plaguing me), and I got to tell lots of banana jokes, but there was a constant fear in my mind.

Yesterday, a drive-up birthday party that a few of my friends went to got dispersed by the police. It made me super scared today for our parade, but no police showed up, which I was very glad for. I heard some rumors that the police would be on the lookout for gatherings because everyone's getting stir-crazy and breaking the rules. Not that I wish anyone to be approached by the police, hopefully people like those girls I saw at the park get in trouble so they stop endangering those around them.