My family has no faith in me
During the pandemic, I'll be dreaming of more adventurous travel and writing about less adventurous travel in my home. Mostly to keep busy and hopefully lighten the load on a few people until this is all over and we can get back to travel travel travel!
It's tough to find a bright side during this quarantine but spending lots of time with family is definitely one. At least that's what I thought when all this started. Now I'm not so sure.
I am the apple of my boys' eyes and my wife thinks I'm the greatest ever. But we spend a fair bit of time apart usually while I travel for work. Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder, and now there is an absence of absence. It's clear now that my family has little to no faith in me.
Just today, I mentioned to my wife that I have been trying to stay in shape while in lockdown by doing pushups. With chest pushed firmly out, I mentioned that I had done 100 just this morning. I mean, who can count when you can't breathe after the first 3 or 4 push-ups but I'm sure it was probably in the neighbourhood of 3 figures. She was obviously impressed and asked, "Wow, in a row?" Well no, not in a row. "Oh" she said, visibly disappointed.
Then later I was baking bread with my son and once it was done we took some to grandma who is living with us. She proceeded to say "YOU made this? You did? You made bread?" Several times in a row, in many different ways, all in complete astonishment that I could both read and follow instructions in a cookbook for kids.
And finally, to end the day, I was reading a book about marine animals with my 2-year-old before bed. There was a big, beautiful picture of a Blue Whale and I was pointing out different things on the page. "This is his tail," I said while nodding knowingly. Just bask, dear son, in your father's brilliance. He just looked at me and said, "No. That's a whale. That's a whale" while also nodding knowingly, disappointment creeping into his perfect little face.
If this lasts for weeks or months I'm going to have to up my game. Or whatever. They can't leave, so I guess I can also just admit defeat and let myself go. Pass me that bread!