We just finished unpacking and sterilizing our peapod grocery delivery this morning: Anything going in the house was wiped down with paper towels soaked in Clorox disinfectant. For Lois and me, our self-imposed stay-at-home quarantine began when I returned home from Atlanta on March 6. I have a client in Atlanta, which requires me to fly in monthly from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania or Baltimore airports.
We were aware of COVID-19 prior to my flight on March 1, and I did pack two pocket-sized hand sanitizers for the trip. Everything went well until I arrived in the Atlanta airport for the flight home and was confronted by an exceptionally long security line that wound back and forth — no social distancing possible — for 2.5 hours. When it was finally my turn, the security scanner ate one of my shoes! Fifteen minutes later, it spit out my shoe along with some added attention from TSA wanting to know why my shoe was detained. They had to check with the TSA folks manning the scanner to ensure I hadn’t been trying to smuggle something in the shoe. Good thing I had arrived early!