No need to panic—I'm pulling myself together. If lockdown ends in just 8 days (ha ha ha), I'd have only shared two updates, despite planning to blog more regularly during this unexpected free time. Classic oversight from yours truly.
How are you holding up, friends?
Here's the routine: Week 1 was all about bracing for the long haul. Week 2? I tackled every window and mirror using my go-to morning miracle, Brill’Tout—no harsh chemicals needed. Remote controls now gleam like nickel chrome, and I've conquered dusty keyboards with plain cotton swabs (cardboard ones, naturally—plastic won't do).
No new Minions in the DVD stack, by the way. Did you know Frozen sits right next to Kill Bill? All perfectly alphabetized. I even knit a beanie (from Innocent bottles) for the Minion—he looked chilly.
Honestly, everything's under control.
I swear.
On the teen front, they're thriving in their best lives: sleep, eat, lounge, and binge screens. Our 15-year-old even passed her driver's license test—proof this lockdown is working wonders.
Meanwhile, I'm delivering online private lessons to our recent grad: French, physics, SVT, and math. Resuming normal activities? We're as uncertain about that as her promotion to 11th grade...
Next week: How I rediscovered my steam cleaner.
