At this point in time, I thought that things would be a bit more normal, or whatever the normal feels like nowadays. However, week 5 proved to be a little bit more emotional than I expected- maybe because I’m interacting with my family more now compared to the previous weeks, or because I still have some pent up emotions that haven’t come out yet since more than a month ago. Whatever the case is, I think I should let go of that expectation of wanting at least one week that feels “normal”, because it will just make me disappointed. I still have a long way to go when it comes to “letting go” of expectations, no matter how small they are.
Given that the second week of the quarantine was pretty crazy in the homefront, I was hoping that week 3 would run more smoothly. However, this week reminded and taught me that having high expectations of things sets yourself up for disappointment, and that it’s better to try to be more flexible and to roll with the punches instead.