One of Mama Kat’s prompts for this week’s Writer’s Workshop is to look back on a blog posts from this time last year and compare how things are different now…
I know, right?
I don’t think 2019 Jen could even fathom 2020 Jen’s life and that’s okay because I wouldn’t wish it on my worst alternate reality self. But if we can’t giggle about it and pretend it doesn’t hurt then the Rona Gremlins win. So here’s a post I wrote back in August of 2019 just before school was about to start.
I was giddy with anticipation about the kids going back to school soon because as much as I love my kids, being with them every day all day for a whole summer can be tough.
Here are some of the things I was looking forward to doing:
“I can’t wait to go to the coffee shop and just get something for myself and only spend like $5. Which I still do sometimes during the summer but it earns me a stink eye from the Offspring.“
I mean, I’d still love to go to the coffee shop by myself but I would love it even more if I could go inside without putting on a mask, applying hand sanitizer and spritzing myself with holy water.
“It goes without saying that I can’t wait to go to Target alone, right?“
God guys, remember when going to Target was fun? I want to pretend I enjoy my trips there now but it’s not easy when people are standing too close to me, I feel guilty for wanting to peruse the dollar bins and I can’t drink a pumpkin spice frapuccino through my mask while shopping.
“I have these grand ambitions to start exercising again.“
Siggggghhhh that would be awesome if I wasn’t still recovering from this sprained ankle situation. I have grand ambitions now to walk without limping. Besides I’ve always been terrible at exercise. So at least 2020 Jen won’t be lying to herself.
“I am pretty stoked to spend a significantly smaller portion of my day listening to my children bicker about whatever video game they have ambitions to play together.”
Oh, I might actually get this one – once we’re all back on a school schedule there will be much less time for video games and arguing about video games. Huzzah!
“I have not watched much in the way of grownup movies or television in months.“
Man, same 2019 Jen, same.
So I guess the moral of the story is the more things change, the more they stay the same.
or…
The grass is greener on the vaccinated non-quarantined side.
or…
Wash your hands, kids!
or…
I can’t think about that right now, I’ll think about it tomorrow…
Mommablogsalot 
4 responses to “The Difference A Year Makes.”
funny. I like the spritzing picture. Hysterical. We try and frequent places that don’t force masks and here in North Florida, that’s Lowes, Home Depot, most sit-down local restaurants and the Fitness center we go to, since you mention fitness (we’re in a huge room doing chair yoga, so no bigee. If using equipment in close quarters that might be a different story.)
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If 2019 Jen could read today’s post without any sort of back story or information…I wonder what she would have though. Like masks?? What even!? I never could have dreamed this up. I actually feel guilty going into stores and would prefer to avoid them if possible. How did we get here?
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Oh my gosh, yes. Like what even is this year?
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This has been one of those years, hasn’t it?
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