social distancing – Felicity in Domesticity

I am (and have been for five years!) a full-time stay-at-home mom. Now, I am a stay-at-home-all-the-time mom. There is a difference.

Before, that was just my job title. AKA homemaker. Now, it’s a state-mandated state of existence.

I’m not complaining. I’m not interested in engaging in debate about whether we should be “stay home”ing or not. I’m naturally a rule follower. For now, I’m happy to comply with what the governor says. Sure, my kids are a little stir-crazy (no playgrounds, no school), I’m a little over-talked-to (there is little to no sacred silence to be found in my life right now), and I’m sad my mom probably won’t get to come to my big girl’s preschool graduation. I’m not sure that graduation will even take place.

But….

Taking care of three kids age five and under is full of interruptions, demands, cleaning up crumbs, and never sleeping more than four hours straight, like, ever. So, my brain is both in survival mode and at capacity. Blogging, as a non-essential activity, has been moved to the back burner. I think about it often, but seldom actually write words for it. However, since all my non-essential outside-the-home activities are currently canceled, here I am on the blog!

The English language is fascinating, wonderful, and sometimes a real pain. Today’s topic falls under “fascinating,” in my humble opinion. I do have a bachelor’s degree in English, so I think I’m allowed to have opinions on the subject…