Covid 19-Days 4 & 5: “Meh” Settles In

We made Paracord bracelets, and baked muffins. The kids practiced music, did a little math. I talked to a SDBB representative about helping them start a blood drive in our area. Made artichokes and the little one tried one for the first time. She loved it.

That’s the basic run down.

Made the kids spend 90 mins outside, since it finally stopped raining. Started out gorgeous, I considered a hike, but remembered how smooshy it could be out there, and the last thing I need is for the baby to slip and hurt herself halfway into a 3 mile hike. Anyways, the hike option was wiped out with the clouds that developed later in the afternoon.

Tried yoga, but my streaming went all wonky. Going to have to stick to the garage, I think that has the best reception.

We will try to hike Cowles tomorrow, but as Ray pointed out, it’s likely everyone will be out there, making it a cesspool of germs. Or no one will be out there, and we will be deemed, “irresponsible.”

Shit, you can’t win.

I’m losing the battle of coolness under pressure. I mean, this morning when I woke up at 6:30am was my opportunity to grab this situation by the horns and to tackle they say the way I did the first day. With purpose and structure.

But this morning, after the kids woke up and turned on a show, I was tired. Now, granted, I woke up in the middle of the night, thinking someone was trying to get into our house (it was mice in the attic), but with a whole day ahead to do things on our own schedule, and nothing pressing. . .WTH am I tired???

I’m just feeling. . . Blah. I think that’s cabin fever defined. Maybe I should be railing against it, but I’m so gdmn tired. . . it’s taking all the fight out of me.

Day 5.