The other day a couple of friends of mine started a discussion surrounding an image that was circulating online. It’s basically one of those “the more you’ve tried, the younger you are” type of deals. So I’m a Gen Xer. I wear that proudly. I love my sarcasm, my people, my music and my movies. I am a huge Stranger Things fan, not only because it is damn good storytelling but also because IT IS MY CHILDHOOD. That all being said, I still try to stay as current as I can. Mostly because I want to relate to my kids.…

As I write this my youngest son is in the midst of a double shift at work, my oldest is on vacation in Maine with some family friends and my husband is downstairs playing piano. Everyone is occupied. Except me. I’m restless. I’m restless because this new normal is not yet normal. These long swaths of quiet time were once filled with chaos and multitasking. I’m good at that. I’m used to it. And while I’m not complaining exactly, I’m not totally comfortable with this new existence. You would think that with my newfound time that  my house would be…