Seriously, that seems like a really long time to be stuck in the house. 4 whole weeks…
What might be even more surprising? How little I have actually accomplished around the house! Sure, I have been working remotely every work day. And I’ve been doing all my normal chores — laundry (why is it endless??), loading (and unloading!!) the dishwasher, all the general pick up that goes into daily living. But I would have thought that I would have cleaned out every closet by now! I have all this free time now that I don’t have to commute. Why haven’t I read 20 books? What about all those magazines I keep saying I’m going to go through? How about all those recipes I save on odd-sized pieces of paper and never make? That baking cookbook from that famous local chef that my sister-in-law gave me for Christmas at least 3 years ago that I keep telling myself that this is the year I am going to read it and actually bake one of the recipes! Nope, not done.
Anyone else? So what am I actualy doing with my days??
I guess I’m trying to concentrate on my job, making sure I get some form of exercise everyday (and that I get outside!), that we eat healthy, take our vitamins and drink water during the day before we switch to our evening beer. I’m trying to read a little bit everyday, somedays I can concentrate more than others. I am trying to stay up on current news, but remembering not to obsess over it (the first few weeks I did read and watch everything, it was overwhelming).
Tonight I decided to clean out the drawer in my nightstand — geez was there a ton of crap in there! I threw a bunch of old pens and papers out, and organized the rest. I now have a lidded container in there for all my different electronic chargers! I never would have thought of that before! It looks so clean and organized, like I’ll actually be able to open the drawer and find something…who knew?
Maybe I’ll do the same to another drawer tomorrow evening…
Notes from a Self Quarantine 