The Coronacation Diaries, Episode 89

Sliding Slowly

It's a Friday night. The kids are out riding their bikes. All the doors and windows are open; the bird feeder is swinging wildly outside as the cats stare out the window, mesmerized.

With no hard stop to the school year, no end-of-year closure, we've just slowly slid into whatever the summer will hold. I've tried to maintain the semblance of a schedule for us, getting the kids up at a reasonable hour, and demanding that they do something productive a least a few days a week.

I started a freelance ghostwriting job this week and am part of the facilitating team putting on CRWP's Remote Literacy Learning Institute starting next week. And there is no end in sight to the projects that need to be done around the house. Summer vacation is always a chance to regroup and try to remember how to breathe. but this year feel much different. More professional opportunities for me, and fewer things lined up for the kids. Michael is still working from home, lending another layer of complications. It's all just kind of disconcerting.

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The school year is over...but not exactly.

Summer vacation has started...but not completely.

The state is opening back up...but not quite.

The curve has flattened...but it's not over.

It's like we're sliding slowly into some new continuation of more of the same.