But we're all on Zoom and Webex happily chatting, thrilled with new-found techie stuff. You can talk and laugh with your friends and it's kind of a cool thing to do. (We're so close to being teleported ... I can feel it.)
I'd guess that parents probably lost the fun factor before everyone else did. Suddenly you are teaching your kids at home, trying to entertain children that one normally would not see during work hours. An eternal weekend forced upon us.
And now, these many months later, it is probably safe to say most of the population is fed up with being told they should stay home all the time. And so, we wait.
I am working on my third monster puzzle in four months; 1000 pieces of blissful absorption that has the ability to keep me up way past my bedtime. I have converted to grocery delivery. What took me so long to embrace this I couldn't tell you. May I never cross the threshold of my neighborhood grocery store again, unless absolutely necessary. The money I save not having to wander through the bakery section on my way to get milk.
I have cleaned and oiled the sewing machine and made a bunch of face masks. Started a quilt with all those running event t-shirts that have lived on a shelf in my closet for a long, long time. Lots of little projects that were always in the to-do pile have bubbled up to the surface and keep my mind off of my aforementioned numb appendages.
And I should also mention, I have done what I can to keep GrubHub, Door Dash, Uber Eats and InstaCart solvent. Eating out at home isn't so bad. In fact it's awesome; you don't have to put on presentable clothing, shoes, saves gas. I mean, I do miss eating out, but I can indulge behind closed doors and succumb to a blissful food coma afterwords. No one need ever know that I ate dessert first or half a medium pizza. Ah yes, the momentary pleasure of a good craving.