I can’t keep up with life right now.

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I wish I looked this fly amidst my toilet paper empire (Photo by Erik Mclean on Unsplash)

Eight months.

Eight fucking months since we started this whole quarantine-social-distancing-wear-a-mask-work-from-home-and-home-school thing. Skipping Easter festivities feels like years ago. I’ve had my temperature checked more this year than I have in two decades. I’m an introvert and even I’m craving social interaction beyond my kids and quasi-husband.

Right when we get used to a change, another one is thrown our way.

Perhaps I was naïve, but I didn’t anticipate the severity of this pandemic. …


Jennifer M. Wilson

My midlife crisis and adventures along the way. I write because in real life my humor is allegedly too sarcastic and inappropriate. MediumNinjaGirl@gmail.com

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