• Homemade coffee, every morning.

• Teams calls at least twice, three times a day.

• Arrangements to go on walks at the high school.

• Feeling intense apprehension about going to the grocery store.

• Being aware of the number of steps I am taking, daily.

• Dreading rainy days indoors.

• Noticeable emotional ups and downs.

• Dreaming about making french crusty bread from scratch.

• Getting the itch to garden outside.

• Avoiding watching too many hours of the news / spending too much time online.

• Not shopping besides Amazon and groceries.

• Not wearing pants with buttons (haa!)

• Double doses of Rosie time.

Life lately in the world of Coronavirus. It’s quite repetitive, and I notice that good moods directly correlate with good weather; the littlest simplicities like having the windows open, or seeing my plants spring towards the sunlight, are inspiring. Today unfortunately is quite dreary, but I suppose we need rain to keep those spring flowers coming. I’ve been passing the days by working (quite a bit actually) and planning, wondering, for the days ahead. Dreaming of things like travel make me feel quite sad, even hopeless. I have been reliving old Italy travels though some of my journals, and thinking about the small joys of lunch at Pino’s or sitting in the Campo with a bottle of wine. It is quite nostalgic to think about, which can be maddening. So, other times I dream about making something yummy in the kitchen - I have been meaning to try this french bread recipe since Monday but I got worried about getting sidetracked with work.

I am grateful that my only struggle has been managing the upkeep of work, and keeping a routine. I know things could be much, much worse.

ciao, xo