Things I’m Never Going To Take For Granted Again

What was the last normal-ish thing you did?  There’s been a lot of talk about “the new normal” and I do not care for it at all.  I like the old normal, and I miss it.  I think of the week before the world went to pot and I boarded myself up like a hurricane was a-coming, and I wasted that precious time.  If I had known it was going to be weeks (months?) before I could do run of the mill, normal ol’ mundane things I would have done so much more!  I’ve had a lot of time to think over the past month that has felt like three years, about what I miss, what I don’t, and what I’m never going to take for granted again.  Ladies and gentlemen, I present my list of simple pleasures I will never again take for granted.

Bottomless Pasta At Capo

When I look back on my life and think about all the things I regret, not taking advantage of Capo’s Bottomless Pasta Night is at the top of the list.  As soon as this nightmare is over I’m fixing that.

The Gym

I’m not going so far as to say I miss the gym, but my Thighmaster and weighted hula hoop can only do so much.  Your girl is plateauing!  PS Peloton, if you’re reading this I’d love to chat.

Getting My Hair Done

Ok truthfully I do not think I took getting my hair done for granted, but I worked the front desk of a salon for a little while and I can confirm that plenty of y’all do.  Do better once everything opens back up.

Buying A Specific Brand of Toilet Paper

Beggars can’t be choosers and we’ve all been reduced to beggars.  Who knew being about to purchase your preferred brand of TP was such a luxury?

My Fun Clothes

Over the past month I’ve been living in sweats, pajamas, leggings, and robes.  The first few days were fun, but now the daily slovenliness has gotten to me.  I miss animal print, sequins, florals, stripes, polka dots, loud prints, dresses that don’t look like gunny sacks!  When I get the hell out of this house, the world is my runway, you’ve been warned.

Stoop Nights

One of the greatest joys in life is hanging with your friends on someone’s front steps and having a few drinks.  What can I say, I’m a simple girl with simple needs.  I am eagerly looking forward to the day I can get a “stoop night?” group text.

Go To Sullivan’s

As I write this, it’s forty degrees and snowy, aka the perfect day for Sully’s.  What I wouldn’t give to eat a cheeseburger and fries alone in my car right now.

Grabbing Drinks

Who doesn’t love a last minute offer to grab drinks?  One minute you have nothing going on and are debating taking a Tylenol PM to avoid having to cook dinner, the next you’re throwing a midi on and heading out the door. 

Setting My Alarm

I don’t miss getting up at 5:30am per say, but I do miss waking up with a sense of purpose and not just waking up to kill time before my late morning nap.

Knowing What Day It Is

I don’t want to brag, but I used to almost always know what day of the week and it was, and more often than not I even knew the date.  But now?  Now time is a flat circle.

Running To The Store

“I just have to run to the store” is something I’ve probably said thousands of times.  Now it’s not as simple as “just running to the store”.  Now it’s strategy.  What store has the best odds of having what I need?  What day/time will the store be least crowded?  Is it worth potentially risking my health and the health of my family to buy Sweet and Spicy Jalapeno Cape Cod Potato Chips?  I miss the old days.

Touching My Face

You know what I’ve learned over the past month?  I friggin’ love touching my face, it’s like my favorite thing to do!  I can’t wait to be able to freely rub my eyes, scratch my nose, fix my lipstick, or pop that zip.

Iced Coffee

I know.  I can technically make iced coffee at home, as matter of fact I’m drinking some right now, but it’s not the same.  IT’S NOT THE SAME.

Saturday Afternoons At Fat Baby

This is a very specific one, but I’m sure everyone has their own version.  On Saturdays, Maureen and I would record episodes of our podcast, Caught Up A Podcast From South Boston, and then we would head to Fat Baby.  It was the perfect time of day, after the brunch rush and before it filled up for the night, we’d have appetizers and drinks, and actually be able to hear each other talk.  It was lovely and I miss it terribly.

What do you miss?  Besides me of course.  What are you never going to take for granted again?  Besides me of course.  Let us know in the comments and/or by sharing what you miss on social media and tagging us.  Stay strong, and before you know it I’ll see you for Bottomless Pasta.

On Sunday – from 1pm-2pm – join me and Maureen for our Instagram Live Brunch!  We’ll be talking about things we will never take for granted post COVID-19. You can learn more here!