Invisible
in Giggles on April 16, 2020
So, we’re all still on lockdown.
Cool.
You know the old saying, “Fish and family start to stink after three days”? Well, that is MOST CERTAINLY TRUE of our little friend, Rona. She has definitely worn out her welcome a L O N G time ago. Time for her to hit the road, and be gone.
But, this is not news to any of y’all. Everyone reading this, is feeling the same pain and strain that I am. Y’all are locked in your houses with your kids and spouses, listening to the same work-related phone calls, the dismal news casts, the same tik-tok videos, exact-same-sibling-arguments that I listen to, and you are cleaning the same mess out of your kitchen SEVENTY-FIVE TIMES EVERY-STINKING-DAY.
I get it.
And, on top of all that sugar-coated fun-ness, we now have HOMESCHOOLING.
Cue the confetti and marching band.
Rona, she says, through a clinched jaw, and gritted teeth. Forget that B!tch, Carole Baskin. I’m going after that B!tch, Corona! She’s ruined everything. One slight problem: She’s an invisible enemy. I can’t really see who I’m fighting.
Invisible.
But, for argument’s sake, let’s put a pin in Rona for a sec. (If that pin happens to be in a virus shaped Voodoo doll, who am I to judge).
I want to talk about something else that’s invisible…a couple of other things, actually. My phone so lovingly keeps track of allllll my screen time for me, and has let me know that over the last few weeks, my weekly face-time percentages have been on the rise. Really? While I’ve been upping my screen averages, I’ve noticed on the IG, that color-coded schedules seem to work for the “Karens” of the world. Since life over here, closely resembles a fabulous dumpster fire somewhere in the ghetto of the belly of India, I thought for kicks and giggles, I’d add some colorful Post-It tabs into the mix for fun.
Schedules are actually Invisible.
They are not tangible…they are just something that we do…everyday….but, now, with nowhere to go, and nowhere to be, it’s hard to maintain those schedules. For us over here, we’ve got a kid that NEEDS to keep to a schedule, or he goes completely off the rails. I also have a dog with a skin condition.
Yes, a skin condition.
She requires a buffet of meds—at different times of the day—in different doses—for a different period of time. It’s great. Then, Fat Dog was diagnosed with a busted thyroid. But, thankfully her meds are morning and night. Even in my foggy and fuzzy brain, I can remember those two times of administration.
Most of the work—the things—the picking up—the caring for—the running of the house, all the things that moms do…is invisible. We teach our kids their ABC’s, we read to them, we potty train them (ouch), we teach them to cover their cough and wash their hands…so that one day they, too, can fight an invisible enemy.
Hang in there, Mommas. Another four and half months, and the new school years starts! Then these kids get transferred out of your class and their new teachers get to re-teach COMMON CORE!! Let that thought brighten your day.