Motivation today is high. Ride that.

I double-check the calendar. Three calls today- one for work, two for fun. I like this balance.

Surprisingly helpful.

I come out from the office and no one is at the table and working. I make him get off the phone and check-in with the kids. We need a better system.

No leftovers. In between grocery items. Not enough to make the right things.

We find the other masks. Grateful that we happen to have the right kind. Grateful we bought extras because of the fires that were burning when we moved here. Grateful for the fires? Just grateful to be able to believe that things happen for a reason.

I laugh. I needed the laughs. I didn’t realize how much I needed to laugh. We talk about everything: wine and food and work and systemic racism and the absurdity of what happen on “Below Deck.”

This is why I like her. I really like people who deal in Truth.

Pasta. Focaccia. The big kid makes the brownies.

He found his bubbles from last Easter. The three of them are in the back yard playing with bubbles. Now they’re playing limbo. All this because the internet is down.

Just keep doing what you’re doing.