I went back to work last week.
Back to my office, actually. I’ve been working all along. Just from my couch instead of my standup desk. And with free access to snacks. And very little motivation to get out of my pajamas.
It’s going to take me a little while to get used to the no-snacks thing.
Especially no popcorn.
Popcorn is my favorite.
Other than that, I’m very happy to be back in my office. I can go to the gym again, talk to my coworkers, ask my manager questions, water my special tiny tree that I bought for the occasion.
The bamboo I left behind when this whole quarantine thing began . . . ahem . . . did not survive.
Three months without water will do that to you.
It was pretty withered. And brown.
So now I have a tiny tree instead. And life at the office—at least two days a week—has begun to go back to normal. Albeit with masks. And temp checks. And sign-in, sign-out sheets. But normal!
Since my life is showing a serious lack of normal nowadays, normal at the office feels pretty good. So does my gym. And the occasional restaurant visit. Even wearing masks when we go out and making sure to social distance can’t change how wonderfully good it feels to be out and about and to see people.
As an introvert, I never expected to be so excited to see people again. In shops, at work, in restaurants.
Man, that’s a good feeling.
Has life begun to return to normal for you yet? How? Tell me about it in the comments!