Still here. I may have just had Milk Duds for breakfast. Don't judge me. I'm coping with quarantine on a day by day basis. Some days I am highly motivated and some days I am not. And it's okay.
Years ago I bought a pasta maker from Goodwill and never used it. Hubby got it out and now he makes fresh pasta on Saturdays. Ravioli, fettuccine, spaghetti, lasagna, we've made it all. #pastanotherweek
It's been a fun and delicious way to mark another week of quarantine.
Our windows in the Stone House originally had black grid, someone painted them white. I have been getting them all back to the black. The ground floor is finished and the sills and surrounds have been painted a pale gray.
It is a ton of prep! Hubby is going to refinish the front door to charcoal gray. He built our front door and it's impossible to keep it looking good with stain and sealer.
I'm focusing on windows and sewed curtains for the milk house/ back porch.
It was a milk house originally and now it is the cross I bear. It's unfinished. Friends and family know that an unfinished porch isn't grounds for divorce, so here I am. I love the guy but I do not like the back porch issue. The whole ugly story isn't for publication but if you're curious ask my sisters or my guys. Oh, they'll tell you.
Hubby on his commute. He goes into the office one day a week and the other four he is upstairs. It's been great having him home. I now know how hard he works and he knows how little I do.
Hubby is a mixologist and it comes in handy during quarantine. Life is too short for a bad cocktail.
He makes me a fancy drink for cocktail Zoom parties.
I cleaned a closet and found my honeymoon lingerie. Since it doesn't fit (obviously) I made us a cocktail as a nod to it.
I'm shopping from home. Aren't we all? Hubby has a new office chair, we have new camping chairs and our grand baby has a new wardrobe. He's arriving in June. Sam lives in the US and mama Katie lives in Canada. It's a problem that needs prayers. I'll probably meet the little guy in a ditch on Boundary Road.
In my humble opinion, the Covid-19 has stolen anticipation. My vacations, meeting our grandson, sub jobs, for others it's been their weddings, family reunions, graduation, the list goes on. While I am choosing joy, or at least attempting joy everyday, the virus has it's control some days.
I'm keeping busy because I live in the Stone House and it takes a lot of maintenance. I'm thankful for Hubby's job and that our kids are working. There is always good in the bad and I hope and pray each one of you can find the good.
I am also so thankful for my kindle. I use my local library card on the Libby App and have had some good reads. What have you been reading?
My list:
American Dirt by Jeanine Cummins (run, don't walk for this book)
Evidence of the Affair by Taylor Jenkins Reid (it was free on Amazon)
A Beginners Guide to Free Fall by Andy Abramowitz
The Most Fun We Ever Had by Claire Lombardo
The Stolen Marriage by Diane Chamberlain
The Art of Mending by Elizabeth Berg
The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver
I enjoyed each book, genre is a mood thing for me.
Meanwhile., I'm not camping but I am hopeful that we'll be allowed to be outdoors in the forest, by the ocean, lakes and rivers soon. Annie is prepped and ready. Camping is how I social distance. I didn't realize that's what it was called but that's what this introvert was doing all along.
Friends and family, I am praying for you. I'm thankful for my faith in our God who it unchanging.
This too shall pass. Please continue to give yourself grace and to give grace to others.
Grace will get us to the other side.
And you can all start by giving me grace for eating milk duds for breakfast. I know I did.
