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You know what I realized? I haven’t been blogging about my year in Covid quarantine! Me, the girl who wrote down each movie she watched while convalescing from a foot surgery (read my book), is not documenting the minutiae of each day.

You know why? Because nothing changes.

Oh, at first it’s all different with having to remember your mask and shopping at odd hours so there are less people and only buying items you couldn’t get cheaper online. There is social distance anxiety, hybrid school tantrums (mostly by adults), and vaccination appointments that are as rare as concert tickets when concerts still existed.

Turns out I really like being at home. I do miss the random party or run out for this event or that, but mostly I love being with my husband and son. We are a trifecta made of love and nonsense. We are a family who live independently of each other but know exactly what each other are doing.Work/Work/School. iPad/iPhone/Work. Minecraft/Video Game/TV. YouTube/Reading/Art. Family dinner is a time of games and catching up. We talk, share, laugh, and watch the 7 year old not eat his food. We spend the evenings with each other until bedtime. I am ok with all of this.

And repeat. What I said repeats. That is this pandemic. I am lucky enough to still have a job and can work from home. I am lucky enough to have not lost a loved one and I still have my health. I am lucky enough to be able to work and watch my kid at the same time. I have not been alone, unless I needed time alone. At its worst, this pandemic has been repetitive. However, add those unexpected life emergencies to the mix and now you have a party.

This was a long winter. We had several snowstorms, needed a new roof, repaired the office walls and ceiling from water damage, got a new sump pump when the old one died, school was in then out, no in, forget it out, back to in. So, not so repetitive at all.

Maybe that’s it. I want to get into the routine of this quarantine to get this timeline moving, but life keeps happening.