I used to love a Saturday where we had nothing scheduled to do. They were far and few between. We always had so many things going on, that Saturdays were rarely spent at home.
Now, with the COVID-19 pandemic, all days feel like those sacred Saturdays where there is nothing to do. No place to go. No one to visit. While I craved them in the past, I am struggling this Saturday. I have had so many days at home that I want nothing more than to have to go somewhere. I know those days are still a long ways away.
I will relish in the fact that I slept in till 7:25 this morning, which is late for me. I laid in bed long enough that I enjoyed snuggles with Isabella. I laid there even longer and she went to her room, bringing back a book to read, without being asked. I will enjoy the fact that I could stay in my pajamas all morning and work on a puzzle. I will enjoy the walk Sophia and I were able to squeeze in before the rain.
But on the flip side, it is hard to face the unknown. It is hard knowing that we will wake up tomorrow, again with no place to go or no one to visit. I will continue staying home, as safety is my number one. But I do miss a little of the normalcy.