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Things get into routine, weird and crazy routine. I keep thinking how lucky we are comparing to many others.

Kids have a spring break this week, but I feel it’s me who’s on a spring break, because I don’t have to structure their time and make sure that they do their school work and other work, and go for a walk in a tiny local park with them and play with them and read with them, and cook and clean several times over.

Now I am working on ways to relax by myself – before I could always send everyone away and be alone and do whatever to recharge. These last three weeks I felt “always on”, and it was horrible.

The stress comes out of uncertainty, and all the bad news everywhere, and waiting for more bad news. Despite the whole isolation thing, I am communicating with people more than ever – and it’s exhausting, even if necessary. I call my parents, I call my friends, I arrange video calls for George with his friends… I even have my book club meetings through video conferences.

When do people have all that time and strength to learn all the new languages and skills, read books, watch streaming lectures and operas?

I am only watching nature documentaries with kids, like Planet Earth. They are relaxing.

In funny news: I dropped into a discussion for recommendations for Spuffy fanfiction. I tried to be helpful and remember some stuff I liked:

- wow, it’s been a long time ago
- wow, a lot has disappeared forever, partly because I don’t remember names or titles
- wow, a lot is still out there, and it feels like a time travel
- wow, I really forgot a lot.
- wow, I really don’t want to read it all again, no matter how I loved it.

Still, now I think about making a post with some links, just for historical purposes.