A very changed world

Yesterday morning it was sunny, clear skies, warm air. I opened some windows and began every day chores. I scooped the kitty liter and swept the floor around it. I watered my window herb box. I stood at the sink and began to wash the pile of dishes, including my coffee press so I could make a cup of coffee before I sat down to start another day of work. I was holding a spatula when Jason started saying, "oh shit!" over and over again. Then we rushed into the living room to turn on the TV.

And we just sat and watched in horror.

24 hours later, I'm heading back into the kitchen to finish up the dishes, to pick up the spatula that still sits in the sink where I dropped it. I'm going to wash my coffee press and brew that cup of coffee I never had yesterday. I'm going to try and find some semblance of normalcy in this very changed world.