The one where I wore real pants

I have come to the conclusion that you can make any title cool if you use the F.R.I.E.N.D.S episode title trick. So it's been a good six months since we have all, all of humanity, has gone into a lockdown. Now, the definition of lockdown clearly varies from person to person. I have seen people living it up "quarantining" by posting casual pictures of them eating out at a proper restaurant to people who haven't gone out at all, except for absolutely necessities. No judgement here.

We have been lockdown-ing somewhere in the middle, where we do hang out with friends, but at a distance and where we do go grocery shopping, but in the middle of the day on a week day, when there are lesser people. But, what I have been doing regularly since March, is work from home. And as there are various stages of grief, there are, I believe, various stages of WFH. It started with yay-no-commute and moved onto omg-these-pjs-are-so-comfy to bake-more-bread-at-home. And as they say, all good things must come to an end, and it did end for me a couple of weeks before. Not the WFH part, but my affair with pjs-all-day part. 

If anyone knows me in real life, I have always been this dress up even if you are going to the grocery store kind of person. So, I am surprised it took me this long to say "enough already", both to my pjs and to Covid. The other day, to water the front lawn, I decided to dress up and wore real pants and a real top. If I could have watered the lawn with heels, I would have, except I want our neighbors to like me not run away from me. It just made me feel so much more human and sad. The year when all norms are out of the window and no rules apply, I won't be surprised if I actually dress up in office clothes every day to wfh. ok, maybe not. I don't hate the comfiness of my pjs that much.   

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Of impromptu picnics and dead blogs

They say, dance like no one's watching, to encourage you to dance freely. I am going to apply that to writing as well. Write like no one is reading, and in my case, that is literally what it is. It is nice to see the word literally being used in the right sense. You are welcome. As I said, I used to have readers, some disappeared from the blogosphere, some moved on to Instagram and got used to reading and writing long captions, and some just gave up on me because of my inconsistent posts. I don't blame them either. I am tired of my inconsistency too.

The point of all that rambling was to say that I am finally sitting in front of my laptop and I have decided to write more. Let us not get super excited, because we are talking about me here. The person who hasn't written anything new in over a year.

Last Sunday, the husband and I decided to go to a park and picnic. Ok, fine, it was more of me nagging him and him saying fine, whatever. And I put together a picnic basket in under 20 minutes, and efficiently too because we didn't have to turn around even once because I had forgotten something as important as a picnic blanket. Although, a second blanket would have definitely helped, because one of us had grass stains on one half of their shorts, because the blanket did not fit both of us. But besides that, it was a fun day to just lie on the grass (literally!) and stare at the sky and forget for a bit about what is going on in the world.

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