Discovering & Rediscovering

Guys, I have to go back to work in two weeks. Help. I’m not ready. The United States is not ready. I’m still deciding on what to do. Meanwhile, I’ve been taking lots of long, luxurious showers and baths, perfecting the art of daily naps, celebrating the fact that leggings and sweatpants are not only acceptable, but the most appropriate choice, and signing up for way too many wine clubs.

I have purchased a stupid amount of drawer organizers, foot peels, deep conditioners, and canned goods. One day my cousins kept me hostage on a Zoom video chat for over an hour. I ended up enjoying most of it, but I’m not the type of girl who enjoys long phone calls with nothing to say. Even in quarantine. But I love them all madly, even in an annoying situation.

I have rediscovered salads. Salads with a mountain of olives and goat cheese and bell peppers. How/when did I forget my love of salads? Also my love of ice cream but let’s not discuss that. I have cooked just about everything that Chrissy Teigen has cooked on her Instagram stories, in addition to crepes. I don’t want to brag, but I’ve gotten really good at crepes. Now I’m trying to master fried chicken without frequently cooking fried chicken. How does that work?

One day I organized and cleaned out all of the kitchen cabinets, cleaned out the fridge, organized my kitchen gadgets, and ordered everything that I thought was missing. The next day I watched television for sixteen hours straight. I’m not exaggerating. I wish I could say that quarantine was making me super productive, but that would be a lie. Most days I’m just napping, scrolling Instagram, and eking out things that need to be done, like laundry.

The Bae ordered flooring for the basement, and I’m excited at the thought of a pretty, finished basement, but annoyed at having to help. I used to be really indignant during my teens when my mom would call me lazy, but now I’m just ready to accept it. I’m lazy. Don’t ask me to enjoy housework. It just ain’t gonna happen.

Flooring the basement is happening, though. So I’ve just got to suck it up. Since I’ve been exercising and stretching, my lower back has ceased to hurt so it seems I don’t have anymore excuses. I’m kind of shocked at the advantages of exercise, kids. Not gonna lie.

I think that’s all the updates I have for you today! I’ve gotta go build my immune system.

Bisous.