It’s the end of week five here in Apartment 6C. On dreary, coldish potentially rainy days I say to myself it would be nice to curl up with a good book on a day like this. Or make stone soup out of the remnants in the refrigerator before the next food delivery arrives. Or get in an extra yoga session. On sunny, warmish spring days here in the Big Apple, I want to get outside and walk down by the Hudson, or do some errands, or volunteer in my local pocket park, Joan of Arc Island. But, of course, I don’t do any of these things. This week, cold, rainy, warm, sunny, — it didn’t matter. I just ended up scrolling through my Instagram and Twitter accounts. Ugh. I need to sweep away the blahs, wipe down the negativity, give my emotional health a good polishing up.
So, I’ve made a list of things that have made me really, truly happy this week despite everything.
- My older daughter is pregnant with twins! OMG after two years of trying and too many hormones and needle sticks and disappointments, TADA. This gives me the excuse, the justification even, to window shop online for onesies, double strollers, and all manner of absolutely
- My nineteen month old grandson said NANA, NANA, NANA!! And kissed the screen on the iPad while we were FaceTiming this morning. I can’t wait to be able to squeeze him again, but I’ll take unconditional love when and where I can get it, virtual or not.
- Dan and I haven’t had an argument since lockdown began. We don’t usually, but still. “New York Pause,” as Governor Cuomo calls it, is hard in a one bedroom apartment when we can’t go outside except to walk the dog.
- We entertained ourselves for at least an hour putting together our 2020 Coronavirus Easter Basket. Being playful together feels good.
- We have enough toilet paper.
- I ordered two new short sleeve shirts. It might be getting warmer soon and now I think I just might be around long enough to wear them.
- Our grocery order came so we an have SALAD tonight!!!!!!!!
- So far we only have one COVID-19 case in our building. Fingers and toes crossed.
- We don’t have to file our taxes until July — yay! More procrastination possible!
- I know how incredibly lucky I am to be able to make light of my situation in this post, and I mean no disrespect to the many, many people who are grieving, or sick, or afraid of losing everything or suffering domestic violence. I am honored to live amongst so many tough, strong, disciplined and loving New Yorkers.
Stay safe everyone, and keep flattening the curve!