I honestly have lost all track of time. I don’t know if its been two or three weeks of social distancing/ staying my butt at home. Have I really been staying home as much as I should? Have I accomplished anything of importance during this period of isolation?
The answer to both of those questions is absolutely not. I’ve had bi weekly appointments for Physical Therapy, gone shopping at least twice this week and although I have written something these last two weeks it hasn’t been anything I should be focused on.
I thought I would be okay with being at home all the time. I didn’t realize just how much time I actually spend outside of my house until now. From weekly meetings to a plethora of appointments, I may be home for most of the day but evenings I spend at least two three hours a day outside of the home. Now everything has moved online and my massive pajam collection is falling short of my daily needs.
This is not me complaining. I promise to do better this week with staying home and with writing. I have deadlines that I can’t miss so I am going to buckle down and get it done. I hope you all are keeping to the social distancing guidelines better than I have at this point.
Peace, Love, and Happy Reading/Writing!