EmperorBassexe

It's been a busy 2020. Mom caught Covid-19 and recovered. Then my Stepdad caught it from her despite wearing a mask and other precautions. So he had it for a chunk. My little sister has had to start JR High streaming from home due to schools being closed from Covid-19 concerns. I also got a new job working for a Title Insurance company. It pays the same hourly wage as my previous job at a law firm, but has more working hours as well. I have to endure a 25 min commute to/from the office building each day, and I'm crammed into a cubicle for eight hours - but I do also get the chance at 1.5 pay-rate overtime, and holidays are paid days off. Also received a nice coupon from the corporation for $20 of food for the Xmas Holiday season - specifically ham and fruits/veggies. So I essentially received such a small boon as well as a hefty bonus stipend due to the concerns of Covid-19 [mainly the corporation spending off it's emergency medical pay before it expires at the end of the year], I'll

Okay, so my Mom has the Coronavirus. She tested positive at the hospital last night. She's otherwise healthy and is resting at home on an optional oxygen machine. She'll be essentially out of commission for the foreseeable future until she's well again. I'll keep my duties at her law firm, running 'vacation protocols' where I essentially forward the relevant office and law firm information to her via email to keep everything in working order. Otherwise my schedule is kinda the same. I earned an online Certificate in Cybersecurity Management and have been looking for jobs in that field. I've resumed painting Warhammer after a six month break, and I have been steadily learning how to cook for myself over the past year.

A bit shaken at the moment. Almost got into a collision at this one hard-to-see corner nearby my apartment, the other guy honked as normal but then proceeded to follow me for over 15 minutes for several blocks. I wasn't about to stop for his road rage, but had to stop at a turn off onto the interstate due to a red light. He parked behind me and got out of his car. Some teenage punk with an ingrown pube-hair shaped nose ring. He came up to my car with his cell phone. We didn't collide before so it must not have been to exchange information. I opened my window a bit, already feeling bad about the near-hit earlier, whereas he proceeded to film m