So 2020 did a number on you, huh?

Same.

And so far, well, 2021 ain't acting like a peach, am I right?

And perhaps this (less than) glorious past year and the new one on its heels has turned you into

an Amazon addict,

an Oreo aficionado,

an eternal eater,

a news junkie,

a fully functioning semi-alcoholic,

a conscious complainer,

a joyless jackalope of a human,

a moody Marlo,

a caffeinated-beverage collector,

a flustered and fickle force
— for good, we hope? —

or a lazy lady who just can’t seem to find the gumption to “get up and go” amidst the daily monotony and an unwelcome break from socialization with her village.

You’re not alone.

And just so you know, this too shall pass.

I adhere to (and invite you to join) the camp that believes that every chapter in our lives, even those we

eat,

drink,

shop,

struggle,

or curse our way through,

serve to better us.

So love the you of today, even if she’s not who you were pre-pandemic. There’s no doubt that she’s a woman doing her gosh darn best during a global health emergency and a funky time in our nation’s history and
SHE’S. STILL. STANDING.

Bravo, ladies. Keep up the impressive work.