HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my sister Chambry! She’s just the best. We’ve been facebook chatting all day and sharing pictures. I really am missing her, she always keeps me laughing. Sounds like she’s had a good one. Adam made her a really impressive cake. While doing our morning walk I tried to make everyone sing to her but got little cooperation- haha. It was so warm outside I broke a sweat jogging up the hills.
Looks like our family stands to gain the max $3,400 from the stimulus bill. (That’s $1,200 per grownup and $500 for each child based upon 2018’s tax return.) No immediate plans for that yet as it feels like I’ve postponed our kitchen remodel indefinitely. I just can’t think about something so frivolous right now. We should just hold onto it so we can pass it along if a loved one should need it, right? Uncertain times, ya know?
I took it super easy today. Everyone subsisted off of yesterday’s cook-a-thon and both boys took a decent nap. They hadn’t been napping well at the onset of all this but are hopefully settling into this new rhythm with Marc being home all the time and extra outside play time and a weird zombie mom taking care of them.
I’ve been doing a lot of reaching out on social media lately. Mostly just responding to and posting my own Instagram stories. It just feels nice to encourage or connect. It feels kinda silly though, too. I miss seeing other humans. Mom and Granny the most. I certainly believe we are entering some kind of final blow of this Trump fueled national mourning. The hits just keep coming and have since 2016. I’m just so frustrated and sad and disgusted and afraid of the whole thing. I’m over it. I can’t think of anything else to say other than to mention a new, horrifying milestone: The US leads the world in number of confirmed Covid-19 cases and how can that be when our testing is still an epic failure?!
I’m trying to get Marc to watch Curb Your Enthusiasm with me but he’s not that into it.
The Mother Bever 