Today is Day 4 for us, though other people started their self-isolation earlier or later, so it might be a different number for them. So far, the isolation hasn’t changed much about our lives. As a full-time teleworker, I’m used to being home. My husband does most of his work from home, too. My kids are technically on vacation right now, and there’s nothing very unusual about that. Still, it feels different.
Today is also, we can all agree, a Tuesday and St. Patrick’s Day. I mention that because I need be mindful of the calendar now. Usually the kids are in school, where even minor holidays like St. Patrick’s day are treated as a big deal, and where it matters which day of the week it is. Their school schedule helps to anchor us in time, and without that anchor, I worry that I will lose track of the days.
Yesterday I went outside and took pictures of spring flowers. This morning I’m looking out the window at a landscape covered in a light blanket of snow. Winter hasn’t quite let go of us yet. That’s fine. The calendar agrees that it is not quite spring. But soon, the plants say. Very soon.