The New Normal

the new normal I'm isolated, waiting at home with my wife adapting like others to our normal new life a few days, no problem a week, it's a breeze but, nobody said there would be days like these at first it was easy cleaning, watching tv I dusted, did windows even cut back a tree i worked in the garage got my records in line i found about ten i didn't know that were mine i've written a little tried to keep myself sane watching tv is trouble watching people in pain my hands are all bloody they are rough, dry and raw they are the worst looking hands that you ever saw lotions and ointments I rub them all in my joints all are aching like that man made of tin we cannot have fires open fires are banned we can go on outside we can't move, we can stand my wife's in the kitchen busy counting the rice she's doing it right she's counting it twice yesterday morning she worked right till night she sorted the pasta and she did it by height the walls have been painted right to the door lip she did it real nice she used a q-tip i've sorted my hardware all my nuts, screws and nails i've got some in jars i've put others in pails the floors are all washed the cupboards wiped too we're adapting quite well i hope you are too when the weather gets nice i'll go cut my grass i'll use a ruler and scissors to help make time pass this is the new normal it won't change for a while so, stay at home please read this, and then smile