Category: Categorizing Things is Overrated

Yesterday, we expanded our quaranteam to include the family across the street. It has been 70 days since their son (age 11) and our boys (12, 9, 6) saw each other, or anyone else. These boys have essentially lived in each other’s houses since we moved here four years ago, and after the 70 day…

Jack and I are watching an episode (or two) of Rosemary and Thyme every night. We have made our way through Father Brown first, and then Murder She Wrote, and then Magnum PI, followed by the remake of Lost in Space, Unforgotten, and now our latest is Rosemary and Thyme. First of all, it’s important…

I’ve been somewhat at loose ends all day. Reopening is causing me much more anxiety and insecurity than closing did. It makes sense – we are all already weary from two-plus months of endless learning, assessing, cost-benefit-analyzing. Not wearing masks and then wearing masks; not disinfecting groceries, mega-disinfecting groceries, then disinfecting only certain groceries; worrying…

Cinnamon muffins are baking, sausage is frying, I’m about to make scrambled eggs with green pepper and cheddar for the Prof and me (our children do NOT eat eggs, except Craig on occasion). A cold front moved through and it’s borderline chilly here – we have a window open and are snuggled under blankets. It…

I keep track of the weeks on our kitchen white board (an item that Current Me thanks Past Me for daily. Way to go, 2-months-younger-RG! That was a solid panic-buy.) Otherwise they’d all blend in and I’d have to check a calendar, count, and shriek in surprise at how long we’ve been doing this. In…