Mom’s Log - Quarantine Day 498:

I’m so tired. I’m thankful to be working and making money when so many can’t. I’m so thankful for my parents and the ability to live with them. I’m thankful for my mom, for my mother and father in law and ex husband who are so supportive with The Boy.  I’m so thankful to be in good health. I’m thankful The Boy  is in good health, when so many other children have compromised immune systems.

I’m frustrated by having to keep The Boy home from school. Kids should grow up with sunlight and peers if they can. Having to isolate him from his peers, his cousins, is so hard on him. I’ve taken to working on the back porch so we can at least be outside some.

I hate not being able to interact with him while I’m working. He’s such a great sport and a wonderful kid that it’s like, “really dude? You’re okay?” He’ll say, “yes a Mommy. I understand The Germs make us stay home. I’m okay.” He’s too damn smart. Sometimes I think the smart people have it worse, because they understand so much more, and so much deeper than others. Kids and adults.

And yes, now I’m rambling.

I don’t expect this to be over until, at minimum, September. Probably later.  Probably more like 18 month of Covid-19. We’ll see. I’m so glad it’s such a beautiful day. Make sure you’re outside today. Even if you’re sick. Even if it’s just sitting on the porch. Or the grass.

#StayHome #BeSafe

P.S. Forgive the formatting. Things got weird.

~k~

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