January has always been a hard month in our family. We aren't winter people, and although we've tried to do many things to help combat our familial feelings of SAD, this year in particular, we've been thwarted at every possible corner.
Knowing that we get the winter blues, we have tried to schedule many activities and opportunities to be social to combat this. Unfortunately, we're on day eight of the third round of COVID entering our household. So, in addition to tending to sick family members, sleeping in separate rooms, Lysol wiping everything, attempting to get work done, and cautiously waiting for the other shoe to drop (for Molly and I get sick too), we've been cancelling just about everything.
For three years, we've been cautious. Molly and Jack did online and outdoor nature school for grades four and five. We're vaccinated, and we wear masks to all indoor public settings like grocery stores and school, yet in the past four months, there have been a collective seven cases of COVID in our house and counting. I guess we were due? It reminds me of the days of daycare illnesses that staggered infection for weeks, and I know that we'll get through sooner or later. Although we feel like crap, we're recovering relatively quickly, which is good.
The sun is now setting after 5 PM, and I see above-zero temperatures in the forecast. I've been absent from the blog too much lately, but beyond being sick, I've been working on some pretty exciting stuff, but more on that later. Stay tuned for fun posts on theme movie months, Ground Hog Day, and more.
I can't wait to welcome you in February and share more of what we're doing beyond catching COVID, again and again.
