Sunday Scratches is where I share the little stuff that has happened throughout the week. In hockey, “scratches” are people who are on the roster but do not play in the game. On the blog, “scratches” are the things that have happened to me throughout the week that aren’t necessarily big enough to be an entire post.
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Happy Sunday! Here are the scratches for the week.
My motto this week was “clear my plate.” I wanted to finish a bunch of small projects and lingering tasks to free up time for bigger projects beginning next week. That… didn’t happen. But I’ll try again this coming week!
I’ve had an interesting realization about the pandemic this week. Everything has been opening back up (which 100% terrifies me because we’re not even close to out of the woods yet), and I’m already beginning to feel nostalgic for quarantine. I’m an introvert and a homebody, and the idea of a built-in excuse to stay home for months is so appealing to me. But I didn’t really get to “enjoy” it because 1) my anxiety was through the roof (just like everyone else’s), and 2) I’ve been working so much that the past three months have felt like a sprint with no true relaxation time.
Obviously, it’s a huge sign of privilege that quarantine sounds nice to me, and that I was busy enough to not really get to experience it. I’m so thankful for my current situation, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world… it’s just how I’ve been feeling lately.
Of course now that I’ve said all this, we’re going to get another surge in cases (which we’re already seeing) and places will start shutting down again, so I will probably get another opportunity to “enjoy” quarantine.
In an effort to utilize this time to do the things we really want to do, Sean, Stanley, and I went for a hike on Tuesday! There’s a small nature preserve about five minutes from our house that we’ve been wanting to go to, so we finally did! I’m hoping to make it a weekly thing.
Other than that, we spent the week doing our same-old, same-old. I cooked and baked a few things, I restocked our groceries, I continued Couch to 10k… nothing too big to report.
Then yesterday, despite all of my anxiety, Sean and I ventured out into the world! My sister and her boyfriend are in Michigan, so we went to Bell’s for a beer. I was very happy to see how seriously they’re taking the pandemic. Masks are required, and they only send small groups of people into the bar at a time. You can order up to two beers, and that’s all you’re allowed to get during your stay. You then go outside to the beer garden where everyone sits on well-spaced-out picnic tables. You have to have a mask on unless you’re sitting at your table. And then you exit from a completely different door than the one you came in through, so it’s one big loop with as little human interaction as possible!
Plus, the bartender complimented my Queen t-shirt, and I think he was testing me because he asked me what my favorite Queen album is. I said A Night at the Opera, and my favorite song is 39 because it sounds like it’s about World War II but it’s actually about space and time travel. (Seriously, it’s the best, and Brian May is a genius.)