I’m feeling discouraged today. Maybe it’s the gloomy weather outside, maybe it’s the quarantine that has me pacing around my house, not able to concentrate on anything in particular. How many days have we been isolated at home? I’ve lost count.

What started out as, “I can do this and get so much accomplished” bravado when we were first asked to stay home, has turned into a deflated sense of “will this ever end?” To tell the truth, today I’m not so sure.