The Young Witch goes through Quarantine...and forgets what day it is

The only reason I know today is Monday is because yesterday I turned 23 and I distinctly remembered that my 23rd birthday was on Palm Sunday, so today must be Monday. It must be. It must be?

Yoletci made me cake for my birthday!!!

Yes. It has been a while since I posted, Dad, but there has been a lot on my plate. Remember in my last blog when I said we weren't planning the next week's life lesson ahead of time? Remember that? Yeah. I was right because here's what happened:

1) The next Friday, my school decided to shut down for a month

2) Two of my roommates fled town (but not before giving me a massive panic attack)

3) The city of San Jose shut down

4) I asked my mom to send me a new hobby to learn

5) My pastor asked me to do devotionals for my home church

6) The state of California shut down

My mom got me a feminist cross stitch pattern book!

7) My new cross stitch kit (thanks Mom!) came in

8) I then had to cancel all my very expensive plans (thankfully procrastination got me my money back)

9) The schools decided to shut down till May

10) I began applying to many, many jobs as a part of my new remote work schedule

11) The schools shut down till the end of the year

12) My birthday happened

AND THAT'S THE PARTS THAT I REMEMBER!

There's a lot in there that happened in between all that I can't remember, because my days are currently a blur of applying for jobs, cross stitching, overthin- I mean, reflecting, and trying to find some excuse to go outside (currently, it's to get the mail and to go for a walk). I guess I might help if I changed pajamas more than once every few days, or maybe if I tried to dress up in normal, human clothes, or tried to make more than just a work schedule.

One of my favorite pieces I've done from the book!

The thing is: NOTHING IS NORMAL ANYMORE.

We're living through a historical event and it's terrifying. We don't know what happens next and a lot is happening just now. Nothing is the same and for a lot of us, it never really will be again.

While writing this, I got a snapchat from my TL who went to go grab somethings from our office. She sent a video of her closing up the office, of saying good bye to our things, and it hurts. I was looking forward to a "normal" year with my students, to being able to be with them to the end, to saying goodbye and giving hugs the last day and now, I won't be able to do that. I don't get to be with my friends at work everyday, watching them

Normal includes me as a corgi! Thank you Alissa!!!

goof off, chasing Aaron and Ron around the library when we get on each other's nerves.

And I hate this. I hate being without my normal. But right now that's what I have to do. It's what we all have to do. We've all lost our normal. We've all lost our plans for the year. I've watched friends have to cancel their weddings, have to leave jobs, have to work from home, have to leave their school, and it's so heartbreaking, even if we know that this is all for the greater good. That in order to prevent spread, we have to isolate for a while and find a new "normal."

And if that includes forgetting what day it is, I guess I'll learn to deal with it.

My current project I'm working on!