I thought I knew homeschooling wasn’t for me. I WAS RIGHT.
I used to say if I had more time, I would catch up on laundry. THAT WAS A LIE.
Oh, now I have time to exercise…I say as I walk past my Peloton to get a cookie.
I may never wear pants without elastic again. #dontjudgeme
Screentime limits..what’s that?
I would rather walk across hot coals than cook another meal right now.
I miss Target the way it used to be: strolling down Aisles randomly placing things from the Magnolia line in my cart, buying toilet paper with no limits…
My hands are beyond dry from all this washing.
Who knew a car ride to nowhere would be the highlight of my week?
Chick fila is like a high priced perfectly cooked steak right now: it’s a treat.
I spent years at work wearing a mask all day. I have found scrubs, OR hats, nursing supplies…but no masks.
Also, why are masks the new fashion statement?
I have more hair on my body than I’ve had since I was 10.
I miss my high priced latee. It’s a lie that you can recreate it at home.
I want to hug my mother.
While I appreciate ebooks, I want to go to the library or the bookstore and browse before buying.
I miss randomly trying on dresses at…what every store I have decided to wander into.
Remember when we used to say: that meeting could have been an email? Well, that zoom could have been one too.
Me doing the budget: Oh we’re not spending any money…oh look at my grocery bill..
I love my husband. But he and I were not meant to coexist in 2600 square feet 24/7.
I want to go somewhere, anywhere, on a plane.
But I’m not crazy, I’m just saying…
I kill plants, but I’m about to start gardening.
Oh, I’m going to have all the time to finally organize! That was a lie…
Either the day flies by and I wonder, what did I do all day?Or the day drags by and I wonder: WHAT DID I DO ALL DAY?!?
Oh and I want chickens.
Every time Pookah coughs or sneezes or wakes up stuffy…I worry