I woke up grumpy.
Not sure why, but I suspect this whole "quarantining thing" is starting to get to me.
It's taking it's toll and wearing me down.
I crave outings and mini-adventures.
I need to see people and interact with them.
I'm a hugger. I want to hug the crap out of people.
So, this morning, I'm grumpy because I haven't been able to do a lot of that.
But I have a comfortable home,
my husband and I have our health,
and the kids are well.
Not only that, but I hope and pray that because we've been staying at home, we're helping to ensure others remain in good health.
I want to get out more,
I want the monotony to end,
but I also want to be smart and not jump the gun -- for our sake and others'.
I woke up grumpy, that's a fact.
I woke up grumpy, but I woke up in my safe haven surrounded by a spouse and kids who love me.
Those in hospital beds,
those suffering from this sh*tty virus,
and anyone that's lost someone to it,
they can't say the same.
They wake up grumpy and have a real reason to be.
I woke up grumpy, and I don't.
Time to turn it around,
make the most of today and each day,
and count my blessings.