I wanted to take a couple of days before writing this story to fully absorb the gravity of our country’s, and the world’s, state of affairs. Especially since the “social distancing” mandate in Illinois.
The media is awash with stories about Covid-19. Some of them helpful, others mere fluff.
I’ve written a couple of these stories for Medium. Not fluff. I’d like to think that, anyway. But that said, I am running out of gas because being house-bound is not fun. There’s only so much erstwhile decluttering we can do, so much organizing, so much hand-washing before we start going a little crazy.
As I haven’t had a job in two years, I’ve been home quite a bit, but with the realization that I could go to the gym, or the mall, or anywhere that would get me off my butt and away from my computer.
Well, my gym has closed as has damn near every place else and I am fighting to maintain. Already, I’m bored. Yet I do try to be positive in that maybe now, I’ll be forced to complete projects that I’ve let fall by the wayside. I am working out daily at home, maintaining a fairly strict writing schedule and going to bed a little bit earlier every night. Perhaps that’s a sign of depression. Whatever. We’re all feeling it.
Our government’s response to this pandemic has been abysmal. In spite of the “Kumbaya” implied messaging, it feels like it’s every man for himself. Like we’re all in a sinking ship and it’s up to us to scramble for the life rafts. Without an assist.
So, I am turning to you, my Biz360° friends to let you know, for whatever it’s worth, that I am here for you. As I know you are for me.
If you, like me, are having a tough time simply getting out of bed in the morning—you know that moment, when reality sets in—you can reach out.
If you’re afraid that you’re going to get sick, reach out and I’ll talk you off the ledge.
I remarked to my husband about the irony of my “passing” my five-year marker after having breast cancer, and now being hit with the reality of having to worry about being infected with Covid-19.
But we’re all worried. Every one of us and I’ve made the decision to (try) not to obsess over it. All we can do is be as careful as we can, most especially when we have to venture out to the supermarket or drugstore. Wear gloves, use a bandana if you don’t have a mask and want one, and wash your hands when you get home. By the way, good old soap and water works. You don’t need hand sanitizer.
If you need a few easy recipes to take you through the week, reach out, I got ‘em!
Inexpensive self-care tips? I have those, too. I suppose that’s the advantage of being a career writer. I’ve written a little bit about a hell of a lot of things.
If you feel alone, you’re not. I’m here. As are the rest of us.
I recently wrote a new story about how our beloved pets can comfort us during this extremely difficult time. I’ll share it with Dennis and hopefully, he’ll share it with you. Because now, more than ever, the unconditional love that we receive from our dogs, cats, birds and other critters, is invaluable. So, love them, and let them love you back.
My husband and I don’t know what we’d do without our three cats, and that’s the truth.
If I’m rambling a bit, please forgive me, but I want to note things as they pop into my head, like this: However you can, work some activity into your day. It will boost your mood and your immune system. It’s easy to sit and wallow, and yes, we all need a bit of that, but a little wallowing goes a long way. So, kick yourself in the butt if you have to and get moving. Too, there are tons of free workout classes and videos available online if you’re unsure where to start.
The other day, I took a walk in a freezing drizzle! I just had to get out of the house, so took my phone, popped my headphones on and away I went. Of course, I was the only one outside, except for a woman walking her dog, but in a crazy way, it felt really good. And when I got home I rewarded myself with a nice glass of wine! See? There’s always an upside!
As I’ve been distracted, like damn near every citizen everywhere, I need to set aside some time to catch up on all of your stories. This is a wonderful community, and I don’t want to lose it. I don’t want to be neglectful.
That’s all I wanted to put out there. Until, of course, something occurs to me at 3.am. But that’s okay. There’s plenty of time to write another story, right?
Thanks for reading, friends. And again, if you need to, take my hand. I have a pretty strong grip. You can reach out here or on LinkedIn or via email.
Above all, stay home and stay well.