On this beautiful, warm spring day, something beautiful happened…
I became a grandma to a beautiful, yellow, fuzzy, stuffed duck!
Smallest child was gifted an old stroller, and she has been pushing it EVERYWHERE she goes! This stroller has been retrofitted with some baskets to carry toys and other goodies.
We worked really hard on school today, she stayed focused and became a total rock star! So as a reward, we decided to head out for a walk. The agreement was, though, that we would listen to our audiobooks.
I finished “The Alice Network,” and small child wanted to use Epic to read, but internet doesn’t follow outside the house, and the cell signal wasn’t super, so we switched to Libby and downloaded a book from the library.
She was so excited when I mentioned Harry Potter was an option!
So we walked today, soaked in the beautiful warmth of the sun, and listened to stories.
It was beautiful.
I then decided that isolation has been taking too big a toll on my mental health, so I put on my own set of PPE, armed myself with a container of sanitizer, and braved the grocery store.
I felt really stupid in this too-big cloth mask, though, so opted for one of the old surgical masks I’ve had for several years. The plus side to having a rare, life-threatening chronic illness is that old medical supplies are stashed all over the house!
I overspent my grocery budget today, but we shouldn’t need anything else but milk for the next two weeks. It’s a strange feeling, though, trying to get everything all at once. I usually do one or two big grocery trips a month, with lots of silly little trips in between … You know, for when I run out of essential items like Pringles…
The milk thing is real though. My family goes through milk like it’s oxygen.
We will probably run out of milk next week.
Pray for us
The day ended with oldest child catching up on some Doctor Who with us. We haven’t finished the current season because we were spoiled for many years with great acting and even better writing. This season, not so much.
But, we aren’t quitters, so we will plow on through and finish anyway.
Besides, what else are we going to do?
Not like we have anywhere to go…
End transmission.
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