The Hubs and I ventured out today. We’re trying to do as little of this as possible but his project to fix the drainage in the yard has gotten out of hand and we needed groceries.
His Mom watched the kids for us so that we wouldn’t expose them to anyone else. Between The Boy and Crazy Eyes being willing to talk to pretty much anyone and The Twins being the everyday equivalent of a side show, people rarely leave us alone for long when we travel as a pack.
We left Lowe’s with the supplies to finish fixing the drainage problem, finally plant the garden I’ve been asking for since we moved in almost four years ago, re-seed the areas that The Hubs is digging up, start composting, and spray paint the top of an old table that we are repurposing as yard art. We both figure that if we’re trapped at home we may as well make the most of it.
It’s fun seeing The Hubs get creative. He claims not to like the hard work but we both know that when he does projects like this it’s the only time he’s guaranteed to fall asleep easily. As a bonus, our snake friend from a couple of days ago appeared again and has been lovingly chased out of the yard. Hopefully he finds peace elsewhere and not in the side of my house ever again.
I went to the grocery store solo. No toilet paper on the shelves still. I was able to get more of our usual faire though so that was exciting. I nearly cried when I saw Bunny bread back on the shelves. It’s my favorite sandwich bread and I’m very particular about sandwich bread. I know it’s a stupid thing to get excited about but it was just one more level of normal that I’ve been missing.
It’s easy to forget what’s going on when I have projects to do. Over and over again during the day it hits me that there is a pandemic going on. I try not to let myself dwell on it because other than staying home there isn’t much to do. It’s a strange feeling of helplessness. Down here we are used to hurricanes. When those happen you get out and help others rebuild. You open your doors and hearts to people without. What do you do though when isolation is the way to keep others and yourself safe?
The constant state of trying to keep my life as normal as possible is straining my already overwhelmed nerves. So today I’ll take solace in my Bunny bread and revel in the anticipation of my long awaited garden. I’ll read a little of a book instead of Facebook in the bath tub. I’ll let my daughters have a fashion show instead of a bath before bed. I’ll do what I can to escape the fear and stress and anxiety that’s eating us all up inside.
Mom Van Confessions 