Coffee Talk 11.22.20
Greetings, friends! I hope you’ve had a good week, and if you’re celebrating, that you’re getting excited for Thanksgiving.
Ours is going to look quite different this year. I will be cooking for the first time ever. That’s right, I have never cooked a Thanksgiving dinner. I’ve always gone to my mom’s or my mother-in-law’s or my brother-in-law’s… anywhere but here. Haha!
I don’t know why, but the idea of cooking a turkey and making the whole Thanksgiving feast intimidates me, which is dumb because I cook all the time, and I’ve roasted a chicken more times than I can count.
Although, now that I think about it, I have a really bad way of undercooking a roast chicken… it seems like it never comes out quite right. Maybe that is why the idea of cooking a turkey makes me want to run to the nearest Boston Market and pick up Thanksgiving dinner takeout.
And truthfully, takeout sounds like a great idea to me, but the kids really want the traditional meal with all the fixin’s, and since we canceled their trip to Grammie’s house, I guess I owe them that much.
Yes, up until last week, we were planning to go home to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving, but due to the way the Covid situation is escalating both here and there, we decided to stay put. So it will just be the 5 of us, for the first time ever.
I have to say, it really seems like the Covid situation is closing in on us. It’s not that I didn’t take it seriously before, but our area was in pretty good shape for much of the summer, and we felt comfortable dining out and socializing with a select group of friends and family members.
But as predicted, it’s getting worse as we head into fall and winter, and more people we know locally are getting it. I’m starting to feel like a ticking time bomb.
For us (I know the situation is different for everyone, depending on where you are located and your personal risk factors) that means it’s time to hunker down and start taking more precautions, both in hopes of avoiding the virus ourselves, and also to help mitigate the spread and keep our hospitals from reaching capacity… which sounds like a very real possibility.
I keep telling my kids, we just have to sit tight and be patient and get through the next few months. Next year will look a lot different… I truly believe that.
We will have big family gatherings again, and travel again, and worship and sing hymns without being muffled by a paper mask… This will end. I even see a teeny-tiny light at the end of the tunnel. We just have to make it through a few more months of this, so I’m trying to do that with as much joy and patience as possible.
In a way, it’s easy for me to say. I have my work to keep me busy, and I’m a homebody by nature. But it’s hard on the kids. They are missing so much, and they don’t have the longterm perspective we do as adults.
And then I think, there are much greater trials than kids being stuck home with their families for a year of their life. I try to gently remind mine of that every once in a while, without totally disregarding their feelings of isolation and disappointment about how many things they’ve missed.
Those feelings are legit, and so I try to help them find a healthy balance between mourning their losses and counting their blessings. All in all, I think they’re handling it pretty well, at least from what I can tell. It’s hard to know sometimes.
On a lighter note… I had the house to myself yesterday, and it was sublime!
Paul took the girls to see his mom (they wore masks and stayed mostly outside…thank goodness for mild weather!) and I stayed back to catch up on things around the house and enjoy some solitude.
I went for a long run in my old stomping grounds. Well, it was long to me these days… 3½ miles. That half matters, too. It’s the first time I’ve run farther than 3 miles since I had to stop running due to that hip/back problem that plagued me for the first half of 2020.
Then I got home and did the whole shower/hair/makeup thing. Even though I wasn’t going anywhere or seeing anyone beyond my immediate family, it felt really good, and I took some time to experiment with that Tarte eye shadow palette I’ve ben using lately.
I got caught up on laundry throughout the day, and I was thinking of wrapping a few presents, but I didn’t have wrapping paper so I ended up doing some work. I said I wasn’t going to do that, but it was so nice to have a quiet house to think and write. I get so tired of hearing voices droning on and on while I’m trying to work.
Other than that, I really kind of enjoy having everyone together at home. We have a big house, and there’s plenty of room for us all to spread out and do our own things, but sometimes I just can’t escape the sound of voices, and it drives me a little bit batty.
And yes, I realize if that is my biggest complaint from this situation, I have it pretty good.
On that note, I need to sign off here and get ready for the day. Even though I ran yesterday, I want to get back out there this morning and take advantage of these mild temperatures while we have them. It’s a little chilly right now, but there’s no wind, so it feels really nice. I’ll probably just walk the neighborhood and listen to a podcast. I haven’t done that in a while.
As many of us head into a holiday week that may look a lot different than usual, I hope you get a chance to take some time off, relax, eat some good food, and enjoy your friends and family… even if it’s via Zoom or FaceTime. Meanwhile, have a restful and blessed Sunday!