Quarantine Log Day 36

I accomplished something truly remarkable today. It was difficult, and unique, and I nearly gave up…

I got the inkwell inside a new fountain pen!

I know it doesn’t sound like much, but the darn thing just wouldn’t pop open!

The pen was then used to create some much needed cheer for friends. Though the actual creating of the cheer came with some serious frustrations from us. The following caused tears today:

One kid used pen, not pencil, and couldn’t erase

They do not, in fact, know how to spell all their friends’ names

The paper must be folded in order to fit in the envelope

It’s unfair to write on 75% of the card, leaving 25% available for her sister…

Bright side? Pretty stationary and wax seals!

I dug through two drawers and a box trying to find my favorite wax seals, but they’re missing along with my glass pen, so that was the most devastating bit for me… I’ve had that pen since high school. I remem finding it at the store, The Tree House, and being absolutely in love with it right away!

I’m sure it will turn up…

But for now, I’m collecting and reorganizing my stationary collection.

I’m really excited to write letters to people!

I may even start to utilize letters and stay away from social media more.

I’ve decided, too, that if my current career of Mom/wife/housekeeper/distance librarian/homeschool teacher doesn’t work out, I’ll become a chef.

Breakfast this morning was DIVINE!

Salsa, chicken, beans, eggs, cheese, and a TON of fresh onions.

Let’s hope my digestive system feels as positively about the meal as my taste buds did!

For tonight, I’ve given up on constructive activity for the kids and they’ve been playing Roblox for so many hours I’ve lost count… But they’re happy, and healthy, and they’re having a really fantastic day. They rode their bike for a while today also, and that was really good.

Day 36, folks are talking about this all ending soon, but I think we are looking at another month or so at least, in all reality. It’s hard, and the loneliness sets in some days harder than others. Your think I’d be more used to this with my chronic illness and the time I’ve spent basically isolated anyway, but I wasn’t totally separate from people. My friend’s and parents could come see me, and there was no worry if I wanted to go out for lunch or to the grocery store. It’s a new reality. The longer we are in it, the more comfortable I get.

I’m not sure if that’s comforting or not!

For now, we roll with the flow.

End transmission.