Spring Break...Not So Much

I have been sitting outside in the sunshine each
morning enjoying a cup of coffee.  Pretending on
on a vacation somewhere else. 

We were set to have a 10 day German road trip right now.  The week has been perfect weather wise which was one thing I had worried about when we decided to not fly anywhere (south for more warmth and sunshine) and in fact the forecast boast the most perfect weather for a road trip.  High 60's/low 70's in all the cities we had hope to visit. I always put the weather of cities of coming trips on my phone's weather app.  Did you know that most of true happiness is not doing or being in the moment but in the dreaming, hoping and anticipating of something about to happen?  I always have our local weather and Seattle weather set on my phone but still have the cities we were about to visit and had been dreaming of it until just a couple weeks ago. So I just had a look through.  Yep.  All of the cities claim a PERFECT weather forecast for when we were supposed to be there.  Oh, well.  For the first time in my lifetime, my canceled trip and canceled plans coincides with the ENTIRE world's canceled trips and plans.  So we are all in this for a good cause.  No spring break, no restaurant outings and no social get togethers for ANYONE.  The whole situation still blows my mind sometime. 
Likely against popular opinion, there is something about this time of lockdown that I actually enjoy and will sorely miss once things are back to normal.  Granted, I wish it could have come with much less pain around the world and for loved ones that were sick or lost someone during this time.  I cannot even imagine what that nightmare must have been like and it really keeps me awake at night thinking of people dying alone.  But this time of really simple pleasures has been nice and comforting.  The freshly baked bread, the time with very little responsibilities and even fewer expectations.  There is something very beautiful in the quietness of the ENTIRE world. There has never been anything eve remotely like this in my lifetime.  We are pretty much business as usual around our house.  Marty already worked from home.  I hadn't started my two jobs yet... well, not really anyway.  The kids, even though they are annoyed by the school work that they should do are sleeping in and other than the normal occasional fight, enjoying each other.  I don't know, I think I might miss these days once they are gone.. but when will they be gone is the million dollar question. And HOW will they be gone is an even bigger question.  I think like most things I want the "normal" back but do not want to wade through the murky unknown to get back there.  The distance between what we are doing now and any sense of normalcy seems so far off and that time, that coming out time, scares me a bit. 
So Tuesday started off with more of the same.  Nothing really.  I did my big cooking days Monday and Tuesday where I make two large meals and then we alternate those throughout the week.  This time it was Meat Chili and Vegetarian Mexican corn and bean soup based on a recipe from the famed Colophon Cafe in Bellingham (dubbed "favorite soup" by Josie when she was maybe 3 years old because it was her favorite soup) and fresh cornbread for Monday and on Tuesday it was marinara sauce with meatballs and veggie meatballs with lentils and mushrooms as the base.  Normally I throw in one night of Yumm Bowls to mix it up a bit.  Day 2 of Spring Break. Not a road trip but not so bad either.