This morning I had to stay home from work so the pest control guy could do his annual spraying around the condos... and so a delivery could be made... and so friends could drop off a chair they had borrowed back in February. And I mean literally drop off, because they waved and drove away after leaving it in my driveway so we could maintain proper social distancing.

They would have returned it much earlier but... well... you know... pandemic and all that.

Usually I would have invited them in for a chat.

Then again, usually they would not be returning furniture on a Tuesday morning because they would be at their respective jobs.

Then again-again, usually I would have invited them over for beers and dinner when they returned the chair after work or on a weekend.

Usually.

But we are living in unusual times in an unusual situation, so I spent my morning cleaning my kitchen and talking to my cats while I waited.

As usual.

Or at least what passes for "usual" now-a-days.