I think this is day 54 of quarantine. The end of the 8th week. I know that I am working from home until at least the end of May, and at that point they will reevaluate. Monday was the first time I went to a friend's house (my friend Mallory) and actually hugged her and didn't worry about quarantine. And then yesterday I sat outside in the driveway for an hour and a half about 10 feet away from my friends the Bakers, and my nose and arms got sunburned. My birthday is next week - 32 - and I might have some people over to do the same.
In this state of slowness, I know that when we DO all go back to church and work and events and celebrations, it's going to be reverse culture shock. I know that some people haven't slowed down even in all of this, because now on top of working from home they are also having to homeschool their kids, or figure out how to do their job differently.
Over the next 3 weeks I'm getting my first cavity filled, my yearly eye appointment done so I can finally get more contacts, and buying a new (used) car.
I miss my office at work. I miss some of my coworkers and saying hello to them every day. I miss the routine and the accomplishments. I miss church and bible study in person, my friends, hugs, sitting in coffee shops or their living rooms for hours, and celebrations. I miss holding my friends' newborns that have been or are about to be born. I miss taking pictures. I miss our youth planning meetings at church.
