Timmy and I spent hours outside yesterday, armed and hunting zombies. He was carrying a rake while I was allotted a wooden spoon for protection. I have to admit that I'm relieved we didn't locate any zombies because I had doubts about the effectiveness of my assigned weapon.
Although we didn't find any zombies, I did log nearly 16,000 steps during our quest. Being outside and getting some exercise was perfect consolation for our lack of zombie location success. Determined to keep the neighborhood safe, Timmy has vowed to resume the hunt today.
He didn't locate any zombies, but he did find another skull in the woods. He surmised that it was the remnants of a zombie feast, but I think it was probably an opossum. I love his imagination!
Another non eventful day of quarantine is in the books. It was too windy to go play outside, but the boys seemed content to just quietly play for most of the afternoon. I used the down time to catch up on work and to relax.
As boring as it is becoming, quarantining has allowed all of my leg ailments to heal. The sores, burns and aching discomfort that were developing have all been remedied. I am no longer feeling any pain when I walk, and for this I am eternally grateful. It is wonderful to be able to walk without discomfort. The absence of pain has been liberating!
Timmy was quiet yesterday, which means he will probably be raring to go today. I anticipate an afternoon of running around the yard and riding bikes. The cold temperatures don't deter him, although it frustrates me that we are in the middle of May and I still need a warm jacket. As long as the sun is shining and the winds aren't howling, Timmy will want to play outside.
With my leg feeling strong and finally being ahead in work, I think today will be the perfect day to play in the yard. I've given up on waiting for warmer temperatures. I'll just take the sunshine.
Another Mother's Day has come and gone. Like all other recent celebrations, this year was different. I think I have (finally) made peace with the disruptions caused by quarantine. Rather than being sad, I've decided to change my perspective. Traditions ended because of the quarantine but opportunities to reinvent a celebration were born.
We didn't go out for breakfast, but we did enjoy grilled burgers and fries for lunch. I made dinner for everybody but the boys cleaned up. We didn't do anything grand, but it was nice to just relax and unwind.
Although I had a great day with my boys and Scott, but I definitely missed seeing my Mom. Video chat provided a connection, for which I am grateful, but I missed giving her a hug. Hopefully I will be able to visit her soon, but we are planning to wait until it is safe for everybody to reunite. In the meantime, we will continue to stay connected through the phone and computer.
I hope that everybody had a Happy Mother's Day!
Yesterday was exactly what I needed to get my mind back in the quarantine game. The weather was gorgeous. The sun was shining and the temperature was warm. I spent the majority of the day outside, playing with the boys and working on our peach trees.
Being outside, I felt so happy and blessed. I know that we are still social distancing, but just being able to breath the fresh air made a world of difference. Playing with the boys felt like a joy instead of a chore. My heart was happy!
Timmy, Robby and I spent a lot of time launching soda bottle rockets in the yard. My goodness, they thought that the soaring bottles were one of the neatest things they have ever seen! Finding an activity that delights and entertains both boys is rare. Yesterday, I hit the jackpot with the soda bottle rockets.
At one point, Timmy decided that he wanted a close up look at the launch. He positioned himself close to the bottle, which was set on a dirt patch. Unfortunately for my little engineer, the launched caused some unexpected mud splash back. He was covered with mud, and absolutely delighted.
I definitely feel like I redeemed myself yesterday!
Another day in quarantine has come and gone. At this point, the days are all running together. Robby's online classes are the only thing keeping me on track to remember, and to even care about, the days of the week. I feel like we are stuck in a perpetual loop of Groundhog Day.
Like so many days before, yesterday the weather was miserable. The skies were dreary and rainy all day, forcing us to stay inside. Timmy and I built a fort, but even he is becoming bored of our games. He was content to veg out and watch cartoons for most of the afternoon. I never thought I would be a "watch TV Mom" yet here I am, killing it.
Quarantine is starting to wear me down. Most days I feel like I'm able to go with the flow, but yesterday was rough. I'm not sure why, but I woke up feeling claustrophobic, irritable and antsy. I wanted nothing more than to just hop into the car to drive and visit my friends.
Being socially responsible, I knew that a friend visit was not feasible. I tried to occupy my mind with mundane tasks throughout the day, hoping that my stay-at-home malaise would wane. The more I tried to pretend that everything was okay the more irritable I became. I finally decided it would be best for everybody if I just surrendered to the sadness for the rest of the day.
It's odd, because allowing myself to feel sad and restless actually helped me to feel better. This is hard for everybody, moms included. I think I have become so consumed with making sure that everybody else in the house is comfortable, happy and calm that I forgot to take care of myself.
Sometimes I guess we all need to curl up on the couch and wallow for a little bit. After a good cry, a long bath and a bowl of cookie dough ice cream, I began to feel the quarantine anxiety lift. Today I'm feeling happier and stronger, ready to tackle another day of quarantine!
Oh my goodness, the weather yesterday was unbelievably beautiful. We spent the majority of the day outside, playing and working around the house. The boys were thrilled to be out of the house, soaking up the fresh air and warm sunshine. From a Mom's perspective, it was refreshing to have everybody simultaneously busy, happy and not fighting. Over the past few weeks, those moments of zen calm have become increasingly rare.
Robby and Scott continued to work on dismantling the platform while Timmy bounced on the trampoline and soared on his swing set. After they took a break from demolition, we decided to go for a quick family bike ride through the neighborhood. Our "quick bike ride" turned into a one-hour, four mile adventure. Timmy's little legs were so tired he was wobbly by the time we returned home, but he was smiling from ear-to-ear.
After lunch our peach trees were delivered, which was the cause for even more excitement. Everybody headed outside and began to dig holes to plant our trees. There is little Robby and Timmy enjoy more than digging holes! The brothers grabbed their shovels, went to their designated spots and began to dig. They were happier than a dog hiding a bone!
Unfortunately one of our trees was damaged during delivery, but we are hoping that it still might grow. (The company was wonderful and has offered a replacement as soon as more become available.) The trees were smaller than we anticipated, but we are hopeful that they will grow strong in a relatively short amount of time. The description promised a bushel of peaches the first year, but looking at our newly planted twigs, I am doubtful that the claim will come to fruition.
I guess we will see. At this point, all we can do is wait. With the current stay-at-home order, we've got nothing but time.
