They all run together now

I crawled out of bed this morning to silence our canine rooster, and noticed that the foggy mornings we always get in August are here. I let the dogs out of their crates, and made coffee, and stared at my phone a bit, looking for some good news. I shared a funny meme about cats on Facebook instead, since the world remains a hot mess.

I got a first letter from a new pen pal in Sweden yesterday, and it is so interesting to hear how they are dealing with Covid-19. It sounds to me as though people there aren’t as self-centered as Americans, and with her words about social responsibility and voluntary compliance from most of the population, I just gave a big sigh.

Drive Thru Registration Day 2020

Thursday is the first day of fully-remote high school for my youngest. Not the start to her senior year that I had ever envisioned, but she got all the classes she wanted, and we’ve opted into distance learning for the full semester, so whatever they decide to do with hybrid learning, we won’t have to deal with trying to remember what days and times to get her to campus. Seriously, even though I’ve become quite adept at putting EVERYTHING in my phone calendar, the proposed hybrid schedules are a nightmare.

I do worry about the lack of in-person, social interaction. But the kids are getting creative, playing online games together, video chatting, and in general keeping good humor about everything. My daughter’s class schedule starts at 8:30 and ends at 12:40 every day, thanks to having a “free” seventh period and the school taking advantage of pushing the start time to 8:30 from the normal 7:35 am. I believe it will be fine. This new normal is weird, though.

I’m also starting back to class – I have one math class to take to complete the AA that I started years ago at the junior college. I’ve been taking a class here and there since my two older kids have both been taking classes there, and I don’t know why I’m bothering, except that I’d like to be able to say I have a degree, 28 years later.

Hey, I get to be in the back to school photo this year. OMG.

I’m looking forward to a return to routine. Since my last “real” job ended last November, I’ve been setting my own schedule and with my entire family home all the time, I’ve struggled to mark the passage of time. The days all run together, and without the usual social events and holiday celebrations, there is a bland sameness to our schedules. The photos on my phone are all pictures of the dogs and cats. No county fair, no fireworks, no family gatherings, no trips or vacations. We’re just… here.

I’m under no illusions. I’ll be complaining about the routine almost immediately once it starts. Having daily classes and homework still doesn’t solve for the fact that we’re still here, at the house, all the time. My eyes are pining for different vistas – and zoom backgrounds aren’t cutting it.