I miss routines. I miss knowing what day of the week it is without having to look at my phone. I miss yoga class, Starbucks runs, and TJMaxx. I miss seeing my friends, and I miss being in this space. I don't know how all these weeks have just drifted away, a blur of watching the world shutdown, not leaving the house, and perpetually waiting for a tomorrow when things will be better.
Businesses are starting to open up again, but what has actually changed? The same risk associated with going out into the world is still there. I may have ordered some cute masks, but that wont make eating at a restaurant any safer. Will I be able to find an outdoor social distancing yoga class, or will I just continue to be left to my own devices, which in short, are not good.
Will attempting to be out in the world, shopping, dining, exercising, be more stressful than satisfying?
I feel like the last three months have just been lost. Can I stand to lose another?
While it seems like the end of quarantine as we know it is finally within
view, I imagine the reopening will be a slow process, and changes to our day
to day lives will likely be small at first. Over these last two months I
haven't gotten fully dressed too often, but I at least embraced the routine of
getting dressed, moving from nighttime pajamas into daytime pajamas (or
loungewear, if you prefer).
The moral of the story is of course, to just get dressed. It's more the action
than what is put on, and I have no excuse as I've added several new
loungewear pieces
to my collection these last few weeks. Also ordering more
Cosabella bralettes, because I tried it, and underwire is just not happening right now.
