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My kids are being great through all this. Truly. And the dog is better behaved. But my silver lining, I can do this self is losing patience. And it's not that I hate the social distancing thing. Honestly, I don't really mind it. Staying safe, watching lots of bad TV and eating crap is not much to complain about. But I never thought I would miss a Panera greek salad as much as I do. Lunch with a girlfriend, trip to Target for nothing, stroll through Nordstrom Rack- you know, the good ol' days. Like many of you, rules have gone out the window. First week I was all "we got this". My house was spotless. Cooking dinner nightly. Fresh veggies and fruit. Checked in with kids nightly regarding school work. Weekly banana bread. Day 46 and we are now replacing veggies and fruit with Bertucci's rolls and I truly forget each week when Oldest is scheduled for his zoom tutor session. I'm pretty sure they are in their rooms doing school work each day- it's

Although I hate that the PATS have lost Brady and Gronk, I'm secretly happy because my oldest now has something sports related to actually WATCH sports talk shows discuss.  #felgerandmazz Can you believe that 40+ days ago this crap happened to us because of someone eating a bat? The excitement of invisaligns being the answer to my weight issues has gone out the window. I figured out you just don't put them back in in between meals and it allows you to keep snacking. Just another reason to blame the pandemic. I wonder if the birthday parades will continue to be all the rage? And if so, I turn 52 in a few weeks and expect an entourage. How many days until the world starts protesting that hair salons become recognized as essential employees? (And I love that the morons who are protesting are still wearing masks. ) My husband heard a co worker flush the toilet on his zoom work call. This is what our world has come to.

I feel proud of myself when I shower AND shampoo. No one in the house shaves anymore. The kids lock each other in the dog crate for entertainment. People are irked at each other for breathing, sniffling or chewing too loudly. We eat 7 courses a day. I've decided good TV is now a show about a guy and his tigers. All undergarments have been locked in a drawer along with any kinds of clothing with buttons, snaps or zippers. I may decide the make up less, gray and un-blown dryed hair is a permanent look. I thank god daily that no one has found chocolate to be lethal. I need new glasses. My eyes are aging by the second. I love the idea of mobile pet groomers and think all hair salons should jump on board. I question why I still have the same amount of laundry after I repeatedly tell my children they can wear the same pair of pants two days in a row since they are only moving from couch to chair to bed. Remember those memes first flying around of people going on

Apparently I really can go 6 weeks without going to Target. I love seeing NY and MA working together.  Reminds us all there is no me and them- it is WE. I wonder if my wedding rings still fit on my finger. I miss using toilet paper freely. For those of you worried that I didn't like my new puppy at first, fear not- I now love her (because she is potty trained thanks to amazing trainers that we sent her to!) I wonder when I wont need to lysol wipe down my bananas and cereal boxes. I feel weepy when I see my mail man and all grocery store workers. My heart aches for my manicurist, house cleaners, teachers and all small businesses. So this is why it INFURIATES me when I still see crowds of kids hanging out. I dont even think the word infuriates is strong enough. Here's the thing. My mother lived in a nursing facility. Workers were having their temperatures taken whenever they entered the building. Someone clearly didn't have a fever. Someone was obviously

How am I doing? I've been asked that a lot this week. (Because I have amazing friends in my life) My answer was;  I'm doing okay. And I realized it's because I've kind of stopped watching the news. And then today all I heard was how Massachusetts is at its surge. And I saw a nurse crying on the nightly news over needing to get an IPAD so her patient could say goodbye to their loved ones. And youngest has a cough. And then I lost it. I'm sure youngest is fine but now every cough and sniffle and ache is going to make everyone (ME)  panic stricken. And for good reasons. And I lost it because I am the person who didn't get to say goodbye to my loved one. And I lost it because I am in the state that's being talked about. And because I'm scared. And angry. And all the other things you are all feeling. Remember when this all started and we kind of thought it would be a week or two? And then we thought okay, we can manage til mid April. And

I've cried a lot in the past week. Tears of sadness, frustration, anger, and fear mostly. This is a surreal time in all of our lives. Parents are trying to teach our kids math when we haven't a clue how to do it ourselves. Some are juggling work while needing to be Mom and Dad simultaneously. We are walking around in masks and gloves just to pick up deli meat and eggs. This virus is shutting our worlds down and causing our daily lives to come to a halt. It is becoming increasingly hard to stay optimistic and hopeful. I have found this week really difficult. My Mom died from Covid 19 and to not be with her has really hit me very hard. She was sleeping for days so I truly believe she wouldn't have known if I was there, but I KNOW I wasn't there. And that is hard for me to get past. I; like I assume many of you, are angry at the people not taking this seriously. I worry about silly things like our upcoming vacation and will I be able to sink my toes into t

I attended my mothers funeral masked and gloved. I wasn’t allowed out of the car until the funeral workers had put her body in the ground. Only my husband was by my side. My brother lives out of state and could not attend, and my two- semi higher risk children - were watching it being streamed on Facebook live. My first thought is morbid. My second thought was lovely. I have relatives on both coasts- neither who could attend for obvious reasons. My brother was not able to sit by my side with his family and bury our mother. These were not normal times and I soon appreciated technology more than ever. I wanted to speak about my mom. It’s who I am. I communicate. I write for all different reasons but mostly because it’s therapeutic for me. She deserved the eulogy I would’ve read at a funeral of 1 or 101; so I read . ”My mom was 3 weeks short of turning 91 years old . She lived a full wonderful life yet this awful pandemic took away my right to hold her hand in her last days. It di

Day 1 Who wants to play a game? Orders take out without fear Walks a mile Day 7 Let's order another puzzle this was fun. Bakes banana bread. Walks 1.5 miles Doesn't fear running out of toilet paper Lost 3 lbs Cleans playroom Day 10 School resumes.  Learns Zoom. Continues to eat pasta and chocolate (not together) Walks 2 miles Kids have been rockstars Cleans fridge Day 14 Bakes banana bread Takes in mail without fear Braves supermarket sans mask Purells every two seconds while out Kids forget to brush teeth Cleans pantry Day 19 Walks 3 miles Puzzle number 3 begins Is wondering if I will ever get tired of Law and Order. No longer showers daily Often forgets deoderant. Leaves mail in the box for days  Gained 3 lbs Day 24 Wonders if I will remember how to use a hairdryer Is amazed that there is still so much laundry Has realized I have run my dishwasher more in 3 weeks than I have in 11 years living

I've learned I don't mind social distancing. Don't get me wrong- I hate what's going on in the world. It breaks me in so many directions- but staying home and hunkering down with my family- it's all okay. I actually feel a sense of calm knowing my kids are safe. I'm enjoying sleeping and lounging and doing puzzles and not caring what time my kids go to sleep or wake up. My body however, is not enjoying the extra sugar. Headaches for days over here and am in desperate need of a massage or a visit to the chiropractor because I'm pretty sure every ounce of stress is laying straight into my neck. But we are healthy. And for that; I count my blessings. Like many of you, I feel helpless. I've surrounded myself in healthcare since the age of 22 when I got my first job in a hospital. I toyed with nursing school but ended up being involved in the admin part of medical offices for most of my 20's and early 30's. IVF, High risk pregnancies