QUARANTINE CHRONICLES: DAY 0

Well guys, it has finally happened: Durham is on an official order to stay home. I personally feel like I’m living in a Hunger Games book (minus the fight to death). The gel on my acrylic nails have peeled, I desperately need a fill-in, and I am practically being forced to do actual things to my hair. This stuff used to be fun, y’know? Now, not so much.

To be honest it’s not THAT bad. I’ve realized I don’t have the motivation to do a lot of things I’m supposed to do in the first place. I know I said this isn’t that bad but, let me explain. For instance, guys… I hate being forced to work from home. It’s not so bad when you have everything laid out for you, a routine you can stick to every single day. I’m SO blessed to literally be given something to do that I have been HIRED to take a swing. No kidding. Some days I wake up, sit in front of my laptop, check my email and just sit. Yes, I know. What am I complaining for? Well, without a goal and some obstacles, I don’t feel like I’m working for anything. I don’t like things to be handed to me (all the time). The finish line always seems so much more satisfying to cross when I’ve sweated and shed some blood for it. Maybe I’m the only one that can relate but seriously. In this day, we NEED life to be more interesting than watching TikTok until our eyes bleed.

So tonight (and I’m up at 1AM typing this), I’m making a pact with myself, to get up everyday with a goal already set the night prior. So I’m using these little sticky notes I bought for my kids last year (thank you for coming full circle YMCA), and the first thing I’m going to see when I wake up is, “YOU CAN DO THIS RICHELLE”, and I can. I absolutely can.

Xoxo, richelle k.

p.s. // comment below how you’re feeling about being stuck in the house until it’s 100 degrees outside.