Families

I picture everyone home with their respective families. I’m now inching so very close to 45, and so almost everyone I know is home with their families, because they all have them, and they’re being quarantined together. Sounds fun, I guess it could be.

I wonder how I would feel if I were still a child. It would, of course, depend on how old I was. If I was a teenager it would be a nightmare. I hated my mother with such a passion. Now that I’m not a mother and so many of my ‘used to be’ friends are mothers I wonder if they’ll ever have to experience that. I’m sure every mother does.

Motherhood is a real tricky thing right now, even for those of us who are not mothers. We think about the time we would be spending now caring for a young person. Because that is what we as women normally do.

We are also taught to perform a job.

I have neither to worry about. No job, no kid, no husband, no mortgage. So what’s to worry about when you have none of those things? Well obviously you are supposed to worry about NOT having those things, right?

UGH. So fucking annoying. It’s just bullshit is what it is. All I do is waste time thinking about what other people are doing right now. Lounging, vacationing, off visiting some other property, in the woods in vermont with their families. Their parking spot and their car and their ez pass and ski caddy. WELL FUCK YOU RICH PEOPLE AIN NO SNOW ANYMO.