Our routine is so ruptured....omg we are everywhere.

We are trying hard to instill the same previous routine with obvious changes....mornings are almost back to normal. It’s like we were punched in the collective stomach and just now getting our wind back. Some of us can’t believe what we are doing, but we always have complainers and oppositionists.

Just wait till mother gets here...omg....

We will survive, manage, and hopfully be nice about it.