I’m going into survival mode. The ‘homemaker’ in me is gradually going into hibernation. There is a strong urge to do things that liberate me, even if it a walk in the park outside the layout boundaries. The rebel in me wants to get out while the mom in me stays ever anxious.
I want more physical movement. For the moment, till I feel sane, I’m going to do only so much to ‘eat’ healthy. What is there is what I will eat. I don’t want to break my head over eat. I don’t want to force myself into a guilt of not cooking and not eating healthy.
How long, I’m not sure. But for now I’m going to switch on the survival mode and stay put. Till I can get out.
Pandemic Parent 