It’s only 8:30 a.m., and I’m exhausted. I’ve already taught first grade, cleaned up the 50 dishes and glasses in the sink, walked the dogs, and started to work at my full-time job remotely. My son is not yet awake, and I have third grade teaching to anticipate.
I am wearing an office shirt, i.e. a pressed, buttoned-down oxford. Do people even actually know what that is anymore? I stood in front of my closet wondering what to put on: should I go with the old Martha’s Vineyard sweatshirt I’ve been donning about thrice weekly, or should I make an effort today? I decided to make an effort. I even put on makeup and pearl earrings.
Oh, here is something I am excited about: I am spending less than I am earning, according to my “budgeting tool” on my Bank of America app that congratulated me! HOORAY! I couldn’t even believe it! (Well, maybe ’cause I have not gone food shopping in like three weeks and we are existing on pasta and soda water?). So, I paid off my credit card debt. I was pumped! However, a mere 12 hours later, this elation turned to consternation when my card was declined by 1-800 JUNK, who came to pick up the three rugs that the puppy destroyed with pee. I was confused. “Hm, how could that be?” I wondered.
And then I found out.
My newly-paid credit card was declined because of suspicious charges, which were not all that suspicious after all. My daughter decided it was time to go on a Robucks shopping spree in the game “Adopt Me!” She bought $300 worth of animated pets. Yes! I now am in debt for buying cartoon pets that don’t exist. As if the two LIVE pets I have are not enough. I am so glad I bought a baby dragon for $39.99, and I have a newborn griffon that I can feed and fly on virtually. So awesome. Who doesn’t want a griffon??
Speaking of 1-800-JUNK, I have thrown away most of my house. I am now a minimalist and living like Christopher McCandles in Into the Wild: super-austere. I think this might be like a manifestation of a control issue. I probs could pack up and move in one day and fill a small budget rental truck. And I’m not done yet!
Now that the quarantine is sort of lifting, I realize I didn’t get done what I planned to do:
- Read more books: I think I read about two.
- Catch up on my DVR’ed shows: Okay, so I finished the latest Bachelor Listen to My Heart, but I have about 20 Dateline’s to watch and 15 Dr. Phil’s.
- Lose 10 pounds: Yeah…not so much. But my sweats fit nicely. They’re loose!
- Learn to play the piano: I downloaded the teaching app, played for like two days, and I think my fingers are not long enough. The chords were kinda tricky.
- Finish writing my book: Okay, I am nearing completion. But then I need to edit it. You guys, you are gonna like it!
What I have done, however, has been great:
- Reconnected with old friends on FaceTime and Zoom (I spend most nights on the FT with a glass of wine and an old pal. It’s been a lifesaver).
- Started jogging 7 miles three days a week.
- Done some YouTube video blogs and gotten subscribers! (#viral!)
- Spent copious amounts of time playing with my kids, which actually has been so nice!
- Planted a garden (actually, that’s kind of a lie–my friend brought over some Black Eyed Susans and Daisies, and she planted them while I watched. But I am watering them).
So, maybe that’s why I’m exhausted. Look how much I’ve accomplished! What have you done? Please comment!