Quarantine Log Day 27

I think I fed everyone today.

Nobody died.

There was no mutiny.

There was, however, a 3.5 hour stretch of time where youngest monkey slept in the closet. Between 12-4pm.

She insisted it was her secret hiding place, and she took the computer, a tablet, and an old cell phone with her, with the understanding that she was doing her math school work.

Which she did.

For a few minutes before falling asleep!

This whole ordeal has us all thrown off, and despite maintaining a regular bedtime for the kids, they are up weird hours, and napping weird hours, and I’m pretty sure they were more predictable as babies…

They colored Easter eggs today, which was a fantastic distraction from the mumbled screaming (yes, I realize this is an oxymoron, but every parent knows what I mean) and refocused the children on something positive.

Youngest and I went for a 2.3 mile walk where we tried to find her secret pathway at the park. Sweet girl thinks she discovered the paths that have existed since before I can remember, but I love that she thinks it’s special to her.

The evening was absolutely beautiful.

We saw several gatherings of birds, circling for the kill…

And we saw the success of a squirrel hunt.

There’s something absolutely enchanting about spring evenings here. The air is crisp, the sky is clear, and with everyone self isolating, there were no sounds of cars passing by, which was peaceful on a new level.

While we walked, oldest child stood at the back of the yard shouting over the hedges at her friend who lives behind us. It was her first real social interaction in weeks, and with the shrubs there was guaranteed social distancing. This is what we call “winning.”

I think the days are running together in new ways, too, and I can’t always tell if it’s the same day it was an hour ago. But I guess that’s okay.

Smallest and I had an interesting conversation about whether or not we are real, or if we are all just a figment of someone’s imagination (her thoughts, not mine)… Yeah, she’s only 8.

My brain is fried and there is no possibility of linear thought tonight, and that’s okay. Sometimes messy thinking is the most honest. If we call it “stream of consciousness,” then we are being avant garde and it’s clever.

I prefer to be a bit clever. Though as I sat at my desk, attempting to work from home by watching outdated webinars on how to make Facebook work for your library, I wondered how much work it would be to just create new versions of these webinars…

Seriously, data from 2012 about Facebook is almost as obsolete as data from last week…

But, it got me thinking more about how to reach out to people during this isolation.

I also had a fantastic chat with a friend today which was desperately needed. Just because we are distancing, doesn’t mean we need to forego all socializing. Just do it safely.

Dogs are still absolutely bonkers, but even moreso because the neighbors have a new puppy AND it’s warm enough that children are playing outside in all surrounding yards. This is far too much excitement for them, and I’m sure if the window had been open a bit more, Wally would have jumped right out. He’s done it before!

I know there isn’t an end in sight to this yet, but it’s becoming more normal. We have been sending and receiving real letters from people and it’s really amazing.

I do enjoy getting back to the basics!

Peace!