I’ve been meaning to join one of those online workout sessions and just sweat all my frustrations out while keeping fit, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. Why do that when I already chase my two-year-old around most of the time anyway?
This afternoon I moved some furniture around so there’s some newness to this place. Being here all day, every day has made it feel too familiar. Before the lockdown, I had some level of appreciation for my place. I'd come back from work and just sit on the couch and appreciate being here so much.
I feel slightly better that my couch is now on the other side of the room. I wonder how long it will be until I want to move it again.