Is anyone still marking the days of COVID? I noted days 245 and 246 this weekend. I remember walking with Marc in late April and talking about how things would be better by June, July at the latest. We had no idea.
Back in April and May I documented a lot of things. small joys, daily to-do’s, me-mades. and those lists made a difference in the way I saw things. looking for things to be grateful for and things to accomplish, well, it helped.
Fast forward six-ish months it all still feels weird.
AND I’m enjoying knitting with my sister after hitting a LOT of balls (trying to fix my serve). taking an awkward photo, enjoying the veterans’ flags at the lake, Saturday night snacks (pimento cheese thanks to the Masters), finished, and … maybe?! finished in a different context.
Weekends are still weekends, and we honor them the best we know how.
Cheers to a new week!