new, punk-rock haircuts. Because, why not?
a whole lot of Little Debbies. (Literally. New day, new Debbie.)
worrying about folks who play like they’re oblivious to the pandemic.
walking the dog, running, and taking a bike ride. All in the same morning.
deep, real grief at the loss of physical connection.
watching our 9 year old entertain herself by “chickening.” (It’s real weird. Looks and sounds about like an asthmatic chicken in a tizzy. It’s a special time, y’all.)
getting angry when folks can’t seem to measure 6 feet properly (I’ve got zero spacial orientation, but I know if my arm can brush yours, you sure aren’t 6 feet from me).
wanting Zestos ice cream so bad I can imagine-taste it.
buying shirts from our favorite ATL places in the hopes that they’ll still be here when this is over.
wondering if this is endless. Like eternity. Or the television run of Law & Order.
laughing at the itty bitty bunch of grapes we got in our grocery delivery (If we were field mice, they might’ve been enough. But only if we were field mice that didn’t really care for grapes that much anyway.)
reading books just because I want to–no agenda, no timeline, just me & the book. (the best kind of bliss)
quitting washing my hair–because when else will I have the opportunity to see what happens?
a month in, wishing I’d never taken the opportunity to see what happens.
wondering why wearing a mask around your neck ever feels like the right thing to do?
having coffee each morning with my guy and knowing we don’t have anywhere to be. And being grateful (mostly).
listening to our kid lay out the backstory for her favorite cats in the Warrior Cats series. It’s kind of epic. And weird. And she knows a helluva lot about those damn cats.
finally embracing FaceTime. (But I’m still 10 kinds of awkward on a video call)
crying when our daughter cries about missing her friends.
crying because I miss my best friend.
laughing. More often than I cry.
time to think, to examine, to unearth who I want to be.
meditation, and yoga, and deep breaths.
gratitude that I really like these 2 that I live with.
gratitude that I’m alive.
and more Little Debbies.