Quarantine Log Day 22

Well, I’ve rescued my blog from the pups. They really enjoyed sharing their perspectives on this isolation. They’re a bit melodramatic sometimes, but I think as long as Katie-the-dog has mud to run through, she’s pretty happy. And today was MUDDY!

I made turkey soup yesterday, and oh boy how I misjudged how much soup it makes. I have eight containers of soup. Eight. Down side: the freezer was already full. Bright side: nobody’s starving to death in our house!

I’m truly impressed by the fact that my children are still alive. Their voices get louder each day, and I’m fairly certain they are descended from banshees.

Again, we’ve done very little productive together, though staying alive is paramount.

Ben got the giant paperweight of a Pontiac started up again today, so that was an epic victory! This vehicle is a P.O.S., but it does run well enough for in town. That’s really all we need in a second vehicle.

I sat at my desk today for the first time in months and opened up the manuscript I’ve been working on for the past four years.

I’d previously published a version via Amazon back in 2017, but after some soul searching and feedback from others, realized it wasn’t nearly ready yet.

I joined a writer’s group through the library last fall, and several members were willing to read my full manuscript. Their feedback has been so incredibly valuable, and today I started to really dig into their comments.

I’m hoping by the end of summer to have a more polished version and to publish again.

One thing that’s really been great about this isolation is that I’ve spent a lot more time creating things. Whether it’s cooking, painting, building a website for work, or writing my soon to be award winning novel, I’m finding my voice again in ways I hadn’t in a long time.

I know people are dying, others are risking their lives every day, and any people are finding themselves in fear for their futures. Lost wages, layoffs, and bills are still coming in for them. But I’m glad that there’s also a stillness to our daily lives.

I hope we all take the chance to reconnect with ourselves as individuals. I hope we find our way back to our families, and find what matters around us.

I hope we find the strength to stand up for what’s right, and to protect the people around us who need protection, and sit back to listen to the voices which need to be heard.

I hope, as this challenge continuous to affect our entire lives, we come out the other side better.