I don’t know about you, but I am already getting anxious to return to a semblance of “normal.” After just two weeks of being forced to stay at home and having every obligation cancelled, I MISS being busy.
- Make human contact. I am an extrovert and an empath… I NEED people. It is absolutely bizarre to me that my husband is the only person I can interact with… not that I don’t appreciate him. I miss enjoying tea with my friends before work. I miss causal conversation. I miss hugs. I miss going places. I just miss people.
- See my family. I never thought I would see the day when my mom told me NOT to come home… but here we are. I can’t wait to just hang out with everyone, laugh together, and eventually be annoyed by each other.
- Sing with my students. Yes, it is work… and sometimes it is miserable. However, I miss seeing their faces. I miss hearing them raise their voices in song together. I miss listening to them laugh and then sharing an encouraging word with them. I just want to have the chance to say goodbye before this school year ends.
- Share a pint with friends. Beer and friends are two of my favorite things. Whether we head to Third Wheel or just sit in the yard with a bonfire, I want to hang out and laugh with people I love.
- Compete in a race. I am exercising as much as I can right now. However, I need a race to motivate me to work hard. I need the competitive feeling of being surrounded by a crowd pushing me on. I need the camaraderie that the race community brings. Fitness is much better together.
- Eat in a restaurant. I have a long list of St. Louis restaurants I still want to try. I love discovering new food and supporting local chefs. I like spending date night in a cozy spot with my husband… that I don’t have to clean when we are finished eating.
- Go to church. I mean, watching church on TV is just weird. I know it’s something… but it’s not working for me. Corporate worship is important.
- Lay on the beach. Cold margarita. Trash book. Soothing waves. Sun on my face.
- Go to a movie. It’s one of our favorite Saturday morning activities. I love the smell of the popcorn, the recliners, and the giant screen. There are a lot of good movies to be watched this summer.
- Wander around Target aimlessly. I want to sip a chai latte and push my cart around with no specific agenda, buying a bunch of crap I don’t need. (And I want to see a store that has a full aisle of toilet paper!)
- Go to the zoo. St. Louis has one of the finest zoos around. Beautiful scenery. Cute animals. Good exercise. I had the great idea of buying my husband a zoo pass (and a bunch of other local experiences) for Christmas that I really want to use.
- Get a pedicure. My feet are sad and ugly. I want to sit in that lovely massage chair and have someone polish my piggies since sandal season is quickly approaching.
- Fill my planner with actual plans. I have a Passion Planner. I color code it and fill it with stickers. I carry it with me everywhere I go. It is therapy for me. The fact that it is lying mostly empty (except for my daily quarantine diary) is killing me.
- Celebrate. My husband’s new job. Cinco de Mayo. Record Store Day. Comic Book Day. Anything at all where people have a common purpose, are dressed up, and having fun together.
- Go to the farmer’s market. I want to enjoy the spring temperatures, visit food trucks, and buy fresh meat and produce to make tasty meals at home. I want to buy fresh flowers and enjoy the sun on my face while talking to local growers.
- Stand on Main Street USA and shamelessly weep through fireworks. My beautiful Disney World has been closed for so long… and will stay that way till who knows when. I just want to have the hope that I am going back and can listen to Jordan Fisher sing to me while watching the floating lanterns rise on the castle’s surface.
- Sit inside a coffee shop. It’s my quiet space. I want to smell the coffee, listen to the hum of the espresso machines, lively conversation, and soft jazz music while sitting at a table reading a book or grading papers… alone, but not alone.
- Go shopping. I want to talk to the sales staff about trends and try on new things. I want to admire the displays and mentally debate about what I really want to buy. I want to touch the fabrics and see the way they catch the light. I want to have something to blog about.
- Have choices. Do I want to go somewhere today? What do I want to cover in class this week? Where do we want to go on our long weekend? I want to have the freedom to decide, instead of being forced into a Pinky and the Brain way of life. “What are we going to do tonight, Brain?” “Same thing we do every night, Pinky.”
- Stop being afraid. I want to be able to turn on the TV or log into social and not be told that the sky is falling. I want to be near a person and not be afraid of endangering each other. I want to know that it’s not the end of the world… and feel fine.