Make a List

Well, the governor announced North Carolina's "Back to School" option, and my school district's decision of how we'll implement it has been announced. 

Doug and I were talking about it last night, and he said something about "Well, in 3 weeks when you have to go back to school . . . " WAIT.  HOLD THE PHONE.  3 weeks?!!!!  That's like 20 ish days.  Uhhhhh . . . .  I know some of y'all are freaking out about what you're going to teach, or how it's going to look, or like real stuff- but I'm over here thinking:

1. How am I ever going to get out the door in a reasonable amount of time?  I don't remember how to do that skill.  For 5 months I have had excessively slow mornings.  (Even when it was still school back in April and May- I'd just wash my face and appear like I was ready and professional.  I was like a mullet.  Business on top- pajamas on the bottom) See my morning wake up routine takes like 3 hours now.  It involves lots of sitting around, and then drinking coffee.  I changed my hair fixing method that takes longer.  I walk the dog.  Getting out of the door in less than 3 hours is pretty unlikely at this point.  I can't wake up at 3am to start that routine. 

2. What am I going to wear?  I've spent 5 months baking and eating my feelings.  I am pretty sure my pants don't fit.  Although I don't know because I only wear leggings, all day- every day.   

3. I had planned to learn how to put eye make up on.  You know, since I have to wear a mask, at least my eye make up will be on point.  I still only know how to effectively put on mascara. 

4. I was going to paint my downstairs: dining room, living room, entryway, laundry room, and hallways.  I don't think I have time to get that done now.  Heck- I'm lucky if I get those rooms dusted in the next 20ish days. 

I guess I better make a list of all the things I want/need to get done and get focused.  Not get on TikTok.  That would probably be a more effective use of my time.  Possibly.  Most likely. 

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