popped right out of bed
You read that right. This is officially day 38 of my quarantine. Lincoln and I spent a month in the camper and 8 days at my parents’. I’ve been sleeping on an air mattress. Lincoln sleeps wherever it is warm. Either between my legs or on top of a mound of blankets. I’ve been teetering on boredom. When I was in the camper, I was constantly organizing, getting rid of stuff that isn’t/wasn’t necessary, and cooking bomb meals in the Traeger. Here, I am waking up at 12pm every day, Today I woke up at 10am, and popped right out of bed. I’ve been constantly saying to myself how badly I want to be productive during this time and today I finally followed through with it.
I spend a lot of time in my life, looking at old photos. I like to go back in my past and see where I was. It motivates me. It inspires me. To always look back but never settle.
So since time is completely on my side, I will be posting photos and describing best of what was going on in the photo and timestamp them. Some of the photos will be old, some will be new.
April 3, 2018 - doing laps at Kate Sessions Park. This was way before I was approved for cardiac rehab and before even jumping on the stationary bike.
April 7, 2020 - Lincoln stealing my pillow