The Days are Long But the Years are Short
I keep saying to myself that I am going to be better at keeping up with the blog. Sigh. This has been a very long month. Living in a pandemic is weird. I am fortunate. I know this. I have so much, however I am still in mourning for what was. This is my busy season and I had a lot of plans. Plans which had to be postponed or cancelled all together. These plans have been mourned. And despite these losses, I am so fortunate. My husband still has his job, and although he goes in to work everyday he does not come in to contact with the public. I know others do not have these privileges. I have a home, food, bed, and a pesky cat. I recognize these privileges, and am working each day to be busy and happy. Some days I am successful, and some days, well, not so much. But that is okay. The 100 Day Project was starting at the beginning of the Stay at Home orders, and I felt extremely stressed trying to come up with a project. I had several ideas, but couldn't pick which I