I’m a morning person. So getting up early and going through the process of making my latte, reading the paper and listening to the news makes me feel like it’s a “normal” day.
I usually go to the garage in my bathrobe to feed the birds; they don’t care if I’ve washed my hands.
Everyday I try very hard to put on that day’s mindset. Don’t want to lose track of what day it is, although they’re all very much the same.
I make our bed religiously. It’s important to me. And since I’ve asked my housekeeper to stay home with pay, I’m ironing, taking out recycling and garbage and about to tackle vacuuming the entire house. (My husband is helping with the cooking and dusting.)
Billy, my dog, and I are clocking many walking hours. He’s always game for another walk. And I’m sure he’s very perplexed why we’re home so much and disturbing his naps…






























