Another month, another pile of kids on the sun room couch and toys everywhere. I keep thinking that with each new month we’ll get it together and I’ll have some brilliant schedule for getting everything done, but alas — we’re starting month six at home together and I’m still flying by the seat of my pants.
choosing | I’m doing my very best to choose a positive outlook, despite everything being upside down and unknown. Our schools announced a hybrid option for school this year and it seems like everyone in my Facebook feed is yelling about what a terrible idea it is. I’m trying to stay positive in front of my girls and make the most of what looks to be a very weird year. I’m so fortunate to be working from home and to have the flexibility to make this work for our family, but I’m still grieving the loss of what we’ve come to expect each August.
consuming | My plans were to eliminate every drink but water from my diet for the month of August, but I have to admit that I’m failing any diet expectations over here. I’m not trying to be completely undisciplined, but I also feel like we’re very much still in survival mode and sometimes that means a large Dr. Pepper with crushed ice.
enjoying | Despite my frustration and a huge learning curve, I am really enjoying working from home. My schedule is kind of all over the place and I’m still working with Polly on playing independently, but I think once school “starts” and she’s back at my mom’s a few days a week — we’ll really begin to thrive.
ordering | Aside from comfy shorts and a stack of graphic tees, I haven’t bought much for myself during quarantine. Now that I’m definitely working from home for the foreseeable future and I’m going to have a rotating cast of children in my house most weeks, I think I need to invest in some Air-pods. Josh bought the noise cancelling ones last week and I’ve been jealous ever since. After juggling a conference call with a screaming toddler yesterday, I’m thinking it’s a worthy work-from-home investment.
remembering | I can’t be the only one, but I’m finding myself thinking about previous school years and just how normal everything was and wishing that this year could be, too. I know that this year will have plenty to love and celebrate, but remembering how normal things were this time last year, is making me incredibly sad.
