I miss my DH. We are socially distancing at home because of all my risk factors, and he goes out to do all the shopping, errands, etc. We were both going nuts not being able to hug, but now we mask and glove ourselves and have a long hug daily. OTOH, we closer now than we’ve been in many years. Lots of good conversations, six feet apart.
I miss travel – going to see my friends in Ohio and PA, my niece and nephew who just lost their dad, my remaining sibs, and all the quilt shops en route to those destinations.
I miss my sons, and since both are thousands of miles away, we won’t be seeing either any time soon. We are video chatting with them more, which is nice, and they seem to enjoy it also.
I miss my water aerobics class. Finally find a class I can handle, and…
I miss sports, on TV and in-person. The Nationals haven’t raised the WS pennant or given out rings yet because they want the fans to be there for it. I really miss hockey.
I miss going out to lunch/dinner with my friends. OTOH, I have lost weight and reduced my sodium intake by eating exclusively at home.
I miss our charity quilting group and don’t know how we’ll be able to resume if we have to maintain social distancing. The workroom isn’t big enough to hold all of us in that scenario.
I miss not seeing my doctors – I’m under constant surveillance anyway, and there are issues that need addressing that aren’t happening in the current environment. It’s very anxiety-inducing.
What I don’t miss:
All the endless errands that suck up so much of my time and energy.
DH’s 2.5 hour daily commute. Good grief, he’s so much happier and less stressed without it, even though he still works the same 10-12 hours a day.
Spending money.