Captain’s Log, USS Coronavirus: Day 10


Since I became their hostage, I assumed my captors (AKA my former crew) would isolate me in my chambers. In truth, I was looking forward to it. Instead, they are insisting I accompany them in whatever they do. There is a lot of togetherness. So much togetherness. A serious amount of togetherness.

Not only do they insist on my presence at all times, they are forcing me to prepare their meals. They let the cook go at the last port — a real power move.

Clearly, they’re trying to break me emotionally. They want me to feel powerless now that they’ve all but stripped me of my title and rank. My question is, why? What possible reason do they have for taking the ship into their own hands? I’m wondering where we are going — what is our next destination? Can they even steer the ship or read a nautical map? I’ve heard them during their study time and I have serious doubts…

The littlest crew member is on a serious power trip since the coup. It’s clear she is the captain now. Even the way she walks now displays her authority. She stomps and you can hear her from a mile away. She’s become quite the bully, even reducing her fellow crew members to tears at various moments. She’s truly terrifying.

At least I have the First Mate as my ally. While they seem to allow him more freedom to come and go, we at least can commiserate. Only he understands how terrifying they all are — especially the little one.

Tomorrow is a new day (but we only have 239 roles of toilet paper yet).

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Allison’s mission in life is to notice the extraordinary in the ordinary. Her commitment to see beyond what’s in front of her was fostered by her degree in Philosophy and Theology from Boston College. Allison’s a book nerd and credits her parents and inspiring English teachers for her love of reading and writing. She went on to earn her Master in Pastoral Ministry from Boston College and then taught high school for several years, both in New England and San Francisco. After moving from San Francisco to Boston with her engineer husband, she began teaching yoga and working as a social media marketing consultant. Now a Portsmouth resident, she spends most of her days with her three daughters (she does not have enough arms) and does her best to find the bliss amidst the endless snacking, dance parties and tiaras. With all the beautiful chaos in her life, she’s grateful to have her partner-in-crime (husband Charlie) and fellow movie quote enthusiast alongside her. Her passion for writing first drew her to Seacoast Moms as a contributing writer, and her desire to connect moms of the Seacoast with businesses who serve and interest them led her to become SM’s owner. Being able to write about the ordinary grace present in motherhood, while interacting with incredible Seacoast business owners is a dream come true.