When this whole thing started, Christina and Mike Goetz figured they had things fairly under control.
They woke up at the same time and tried to keep the usual routines with their four young children. Then they descended into the basement, powered up computers in separate rooms and went to work — as millions of Americans suddenly were doing — away from offices now deemed too risky for spreading the deadly coronavirus.
But soon, careers, meals, homework and child-rearing blended into a hazy frenzy of unpredictable days and nights.
At the end of that first workweek, one child got a fever, and Christina sent their child-care helper home out of caution. A few days later their infant son developed a cough and runny nose, a frightening turn that ultimately got diagnosed as an ear infection. The third week, their second-grade twins began remote schooling, piling on new demands and responsibilities.
"I don't even remember when we started working at home," Christina said last week. "I feel like I've lost track of time."
In ways big and small, lives have been upended by the global pandemic. Now a month after most Minnesotans began staying home for work and school, they are realizing the enormity of what has been lost.
The simple pleasure of meeting friends over pizza, laughing with office colleagues and visiting with elderly loved ones in nursing homes. Weddings have been put on hold, funerals held without extended family, holy days marked in solitude.
On top of it all has come the dawning realization that this public health crisis will go on longer than we first thought and shape our lives for years to come.