Coronavirus Coexistence DAY 22 Friday, April 3, 2020

Well, this morning I woke up from a dream you wouldn´t believe. It had, among other things, bananas… (There are few left, either we eat them or I will make another disgusting dessert… I still don’t know what to do).

Enough about bananas, another banana brain my mother, in addition to knowing that she has to clap at 8:00 p.m., now asks me every day: “What do I have to dress up as today?” Hahahahaha, the poor thing has fun when she can participate in my crazy things.

At first, the idea (well, a co-workers idea, you know who you are) was to dress my son up as Coronavirus, I know what you’re thinking: “How macabre”, “What bad taste, how can you think of making jokes like that?” Well, I’m like that, I think about things and just do them. But my son told me that I had reached the limit of asking him to do stupid things for this week and that I should ask him another day (I will). Therefore, I had to change my plan, and that’s what you’ll see in the next video. The idea was for my mother to avoid the Coronavirus…

It was a total failure, as you can see, you can totally see me in the background like an idiot hahahahaha, I decided to leave it like that to prove once again that I am of no use.

These days I haven’t mentioned my daughter much, she’s still in her “coronacave.” Every once in a while she comes out and asks, “Want to work out together?” I think you already know my answer to that question… I don´t dare go back into that “coronacave”, it’s very scary… She also comes out and says, “Mom, I need butter, yeast, chocolate chips… you know, elements to make something delicious. I don’t know what things you buy when you go out, but it’s all shit.”

That reminded me of a video I made of her when she was 4 years old, making an omelet. Since she was very little, she has always loved to cook. She’s the complete opposite of me, she’s good at singing, cooking and drawing, but not at dancing or writing, and I… well, you know I’m worthless. Hahahaha. You can see the video here.

I remind you (and those who did not know my daughter when she was little) that until she was 6 years old she did nothing but cry, scream, cry a little more, oh yes, scream and cry a little more, of course, always naked and she did not eat or even sleep (what for? Haha). She cried 24 hours a day (she now only screams once a day or more, depending on the day of the month). Thank goodness, I have witnesses… One of my neighborfriend always says that during the 2 years she spent every afternoon at her kitchen table studying for an exam, she always knew it was 5:30 p.m. because she heard my daughter’s screams. (She lived on a fifth floor with double windows)… I don´t have to say anything more…

Daily reflection: I follow many Marketing and Productivity blogs, and I find it very funny that in all the articles written by men (many without children) they give advice like… “When you work from home, you must be very organized and not perform household chores during work time.” Great… How do you think single or married women with children can do everything that needs to be done in one day? We are all going to wait until 6 in the afternoon to put on washing machines, dryers, cook, clean, go shopping, etc., etc., etc.

 I don’t know about other supermoms, but I have to MULTITASK and take advantage of every f***ing second I have. I get up a couple of hours before starting work to complete the household chores, but even so, there are little things that need to be done… If I’m working and I have to pee, well, nothing, I get up, I pee and take the opportunity to put the clothes in the washing machine… If I have to poop, well, I take advantage of the fact that I’m up to put the clothes in the dryer… Not sure if you understand me? (I imagine women most know what I’m talking about, and if you’re a woman with kids and you do everything after you finish work, please explain how you do that.)


“If I am like this because I am not like that.”