We’ve gotten a little too used to being at home. Since we’ve got three out of four of us with some sort of underlying health condition, we’d been keeping ourselves pretty homebound while our friends were getting out for the first three weeks. Then, when we were about to venture out, everything went all cattywampus again. At this point we’ve accepted our fate as ongoing semi-shut ins who can occasionally go camping (if we promise not to let anyone breathe on us).
Being resigned to our homebody fate means we’ve had to figure out a few things to avoid a Lord of the Flies scenario. In case you’re also peeking out the door and only to realize you’re going to have to shut it again, here are a few tips from the Prosapio Bunker O’ Fun.