It’s come to a point where I should just act like I’m going to work, take a shower first thing in the AM, and put on different clothes every day.
Is this a sign of cabin fever?
I hope the pics tell you what I’ve been doing to keep myself from going insane. Jeremy still has to go to work because he’s an essential employee. The kids are with their grandparents and they’ve been doing a good job at self-isolation.
And I also bought this:
They want me to wear a mask, then I’m going to wear a mask.
As you can see, I’ve been sort of busy. We have no idea when this stay at home order is going to expire. Might as well make the most of it.
If it weren’t for my planner, I wouldn’t know the Month, Day, and Year. So here we are, 3 weeks into working from home and I’m actually busy. Even though I don’t have anyone bugging me every 10 minutes, it’s still busy and I won’t mention the distractions.
Speaking of, I made Carter an Instagram page.
There’s my goodest boy. You can tell I have a lot of time on my hands.
Working from home has its perks. Like napping. I take a siesta every afternoon, with my work phone close to my ear just in case emails come in. Livin’ la vida loca over here.
Social Distancing has been extended through April 30th. I think the stay home order in my state is indefinite. We can only leave for essential traveling like going to the store, vet, gas station, and an ice cream run (that one’s for me). Regardless, I’m not complaining because we’ve got a long way to go with Carter. There is no way I can leave him in the house by himself. Because he does shit like this…
Thanks for checking in, you guys. I will try to post more. I hope everyone stays safe!
So I’ve been working from home for 3 weeks now. Just got an email from my boss that we’re working from home until further notice. Working from home is a privilege a lot of people don’t have and I’m glad I have it. I feel bad for the ones who are losing their income because it looks like this pandemic is not going to end anytime soon.
I’ve been struggling to balance housework and work because work is still business as usual. There’s the occasional distraction such as cats stepping on my keyboard, kids asking for things, and a puppy. My 11-year-old German Shepherd has been an angel and never gives me trouble. Then there are naps and binging on Hulu and Netflix and etc.
But I can’t complain because like I said it’s a privilege that not everyone has. And I’m very lucky that I still have a job in spite of what’s going on with the world. And I’m grateful. And my family is grateful.
There’s still light during these weird, dark times. Meet Carter.
The decision to get the puppy wasn’t made lightly. But with Ginger being as old as she is, it felt like it was time.
So this is my new pride and joy. I hope to chronicle his life on this blog. Enjoy!