If you’re worried about me during this coronavirus outbreak, well, that makes two of us.
I’ve been working in the “gig economy” since I was a teenager. Jobs with W-2s and paychecks are less frequent in my résumé than jobs with 1099’s and a few single-member LLCs trying to remain solvent.
I’ve got no health care coverage, but I make too much money for Medicaid. I’ve been pretty fortunate on the Don’t Get Sick or Injured Plan and I’m crossing my fingers, after thoroughly washing them, that will remain the case.
Moving out of Portland, Oregon, last year has proved to be good timing. My ladylove Lori and I are shacked up in the unincorporated area of Oregon’s largest county, right on the border of Idaho in a place the locals call Onionville, otherwise known as the no-not-Canada-no-not-California-Ontario, Oregon.
Being sequestered in the home for a great period of time seems to me the perfect time to get back into the blogging and digital drug warring.