The hardest part of social distancing during a pandemic has been ignoring the little table and chairs in the living room that periodically heave deep sighs of loneliness.
Then there is the basket of children's books I step over each morning when I raise the shades. They've grown surly. Some days "The Hungry Caterpillar" nips at my legs.
On Sunday, I texted a list of my accomplishments to the daughters, just to let them know things are happening at a breakneck pace here, despite the isolation:
Got up early
Hyperventilated while reading headlines
Did workout on YouTube while casting Ina Garten on Food Network to TV
Went to church online
Filled old nail holes in family room with Dap
How about you?