Procrastination or is it Fear

From day to day it's all so strange.

What is really happening?  I mean, I do go to the grocery store for that quart of milk and bottle of capers. 

I stood in line while the mom in front of me was told to place her bike safely to the side and she couldn't take her daughter (about 8 years old) in with her because it would add to the number of the people in the store.  Today that action was acceptable.  Two months ago leaving her little girl with the woman guarding the entrance to the store would have been unthinkable.

When will things return to normal?  Will there be a "new normal?"

My observation is that I'm getting through these days with a partial awareness of the work I must do - house cleaning seems so comforting because I know how to do those tasks.  The hard work is the changed manner of staying in touch with banks and clients.

Day by day I am learning how to do old jobs in a different way.  Work is getting done but in an unfamiliar manner.

still wearing the mask

Cabin fever and how many more days of this!

I've baked.  I've  made casseroles and my freezer is almost too full for another marathon of brownies, mac and cheese and mushroom pasta.  Sigh.

Now the innovations:  that long shower that might be walking in the rain.  The risky task of cutting my bangs.  Wow!  I didn't know my hair was really grey.  There are so many self-care tasks I have completed - trimming my toe nails, doing a facial and painting (and then removing) my fingernails that strange puce.

Breathe.  Walk slowly around the interior of  my condo and watching old Astaire-Rogers films.  The good changes are that I am becoming more patient with my cooking - I am actually following each recipe closely and the results are yummy.

Breathe.  Take a nap and take the dog for a short walk.  Remember we will get through this challenge and we will actually be stronger and smarter when the restrictions have ended.

Sending virtual hugs to all my readers.