So I don’t know about you but week 5 was a tough one here.
This feels like a new kind of normal and some of the residents are less than happy about some aspects of quarantine life.
We’re missing our people. Our places, our things. We’re missing the old routine where different things happened on different days. Back when everyday didn’t feel like montueswednesday.
Coupled with this we know we are fortunate and safe and it feels very difficult to appreciate that and still feel blah about isolating.
A few months ago a scooter ride in your pyjamas would have meant slipping below acceptable standards and I would have pushed back. But that now seems pointless. Previously held invisible rules are falling day by day around here. What’s important, the daily walk or the pyjama wearing? Can they exist side by side? Maybe you are unimpressed by my slovenly standards, that’s OK. Which brings me to my next question which is swirling in my mind constantly at the moment – what will this look like a month from now, a year from now?
Caroline Cameron 
He had clothes on, it’s fine x I’ll say to you what I say to Heather- you are doing a great job in circumstances none of us have dealt with before x xxx do what you need to do to survive x
You just need to go with your heart- and you will – as you make this experience the best it can be. Brodie, Grier and Baxter know they are loved by you both and you are doing what you must to keep them safe. Xx