I’m writing this on Monday because no matter how much I plan to do on the weekends, when the weekend hits and the lack of routine that I crave is gone, I can’t get things done. Oh I do things, but other things.
Even during this time of pandemic it is super important to have a routine. As the days merge and become one giant stream of waking up followed by the jolt that normal isn’t normal any more, routine and ritual become more important than ever. Because I’m lucky enough to have a job that can be done from home in an industry that is considered essential, I’m busier than ever. So I get up and shower and get on line every day. Except Saturday.
So this Saturday I did The NY Times crossword. Then R and I went to Issaquah to pick up masks that my wonderful friend M made for us. She left them on the porch and we picked them up and then talked from the bottom of the driveway. It’s the new way to keep in touch with our friends.
A positive note in a sea of negativity