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Guest Post by Andrea Smith!

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Andrea's words below - thanks, Andrea!

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“Give yourself and those around you permission to feel.” Dr. Mark Beckett on Dr. Brené Brown’s podcast. So that’s what I’m about to do. I’m about to show you how I feel.


This morning I woke up at 6:30 and promptly talked Maggie out of her planned early morning walk which in all reality isn’t all that hard truth be told. Sleepy Maggie is not easily roused and upon delivering my bleary eyed weather report announcement that it was supposed to stay around 50(ish) degrees all day we decided to go back to sleep. Except I didn’t. I heard every little noise possible: the dog itching, another dog licking, Bogart causing trouble, Dexy begging for water, various birds chirping and so on. Soon my brain started turning over - I started thinking about our current state of affairs and so began my day.


Then I started my new routine which consists of this:

Put on the dogs invisible fence collars

Let dogs outside to pee

Bring dogs back inside

Trip over every furry pet we have as I walk to the pantry for their food.

Feed the cats.

Toss Bogart a few dog food kernels so he gives Wrigley a chance to eat in peace

Feed the dogs

Put on an acceptable work shirt (mullet outfit- business on the top and comfy on the bottom)

Grab my iced coffee that Maggie has graciously made

And set up at the kitchen bar for another day of work.


My day at work consists of this:

Random pings

Meeting

Read emails

Respond to emails

Repeat in a variety of different orders.


In between let the dogs out to do their business

And now comes the fun part!


What to eat for breakfast!

What about lunch?


How I know what time it is:

Is it coffee o’clock, water o’clock or beer o’clock?


When it’s beer o’clock I make the long commute from the kitchen bar to the couch. Or maybe the mailbox where I am excited to see what’s inside- EVEN IF IT’S JUNK!


Anyway- I miss fun. I miss variety. I miss my commute and the time to get my thoughts in order both going to work and coming home. I miss not having to worry about dogs barking while I’m trying to sound like I make sense in a meeting. I miss having something to look forward to.


I’m sure I’m not alone. I know this is for our own good and the good of others but I’m tired of it. Today.


Luckily tomorrow is a new day- and today like I promised during my weather report we snuck out for a walk mid day which was a current times adventure.


Side note:

 Maggie and I have joked a lot about how this reminds of the Laura Ingalls Wilder book The Long Winter minus the seed potatoes so I thought I should share this article from Boston.com that thinks so too: https://www.bostonglobe.com/2020/04/17/arts/everything-i-know-about-surviving-quarantine-i-learned-long-winter/




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