This isn’t normal… Part 2

I have been working from home for two whole months. As I mentioned in Part 1, there are a lot of things I don’t mind about working from home and staying in a lot more because of the COVID-19 restrictions, although there are things I miss. I am not alone, and I know this from reading articles about the positive habits people are cultivating during this odd time. From drinking more water, getting more sleep and more exercise, baking, and spending more time with family, some people are taking advantage of new opportunities for self-care. When life gives you lemons…
 

I am no different. I get to see my husband and my cats at different times during the day on my work breaks when I am not half awake or exhausted, which makes me smile. I’ve managed to lose a few pounds from eating what is available at home rather supplementing with whatever snacks I stop off for to get me through a stressful day. Most of days are less stressful simply without the commute. There is less of a feeling that we need to go somewhere or do something, only to get there and be disappoint or wishing we had stayed home.

The things that stress me now are what the future will look like. It’s hard to fathom going to a crowded restaurant, getting on a full plane, or grabbing food at a public place that has been touched and breathed on by other people. I realize this is controversial territory, especially in the midst of the everyone must wear a mask/masks are an infringement on my freedom argument that is raging throughout the United States right now. 

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I know that this whole situation is experienced differently by each and every person. Some people have lost everything, be it a dream, a home, a business, the safety of being at school or work away from someone who causes them stress or home, opportunities, time with family and friends, and a myriad of things I’m not thinking of. I read more news than the average person, and it is absolutely heartbreaking to read people’s stories of loss, trauma, and devastation. Some people have created opportunities in the midst of chaos, while others have just adapted and are living one day at a time. The scary thing is that no one knows where this goes or how it ends. Will the COVID-19 virus go away, or be around in some form for the foreseeable future? Will we all be vaccinated by force or shunned by society if we don’t get vaccinated? Will the economy continue to collapse or will it recover? Will there be a 2020 Presidential election? Will life ever be so-called “normal” ever again? Your guess is as good as mine.

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For now, I am happy to see my family from time to time via ZOOM, in short, manageable doses. I enjoy leisurely walks around my neighborhood. I cherish the painstaking work my husband does on our yard while I help collect rocks, gather supplies, and move bags of mulch and soil so we can have a garden. As anxiety-ridden as I get sometimes, I try to focus on now instead of worrying about if I will ever be able to travel again, or if the world will break out in war over tariffs or the origins of the Coronavirus. Will we ever get to see live music again? Will we ever get to watch professional baseball again?

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Photo by Chrellie at Guaranteed Rate Field (formerly U.S. Cellular Field) in Chicago, IL

I can’t spent too much time worrying about these things because the information available causes more confusion than clarity, no matter the sources you read. I try to remain hopeful, and I try to be mindful of the world around me. I’m not without challenges or struggles, but I am much luckier than some. I hope the best for us all.

No place like home…

Going out to have “fun” always sounds like a good idea, right? Then I think about the traffic the crowds, the expense, and if I really want to leave my house… Husband and I are usually in agreement.

We actually tried to go out and do something last weekend that didn’t involve getting food or running errands, but it wasn’t to be. I suggested that we go to the gun show, just to browse, do something that seemed very Texas-like, maybe even end up with a small gift for my dad – a shirt or something else he would like. So, Husband and I drove the 15-20 minutes to venue, only to end up leaving because there was NO PARKING… not even for someone who drives a small mid-sized car. I realize that a gun show in a lot of places, especially in Texas, on Veteran’s Day would be a pretty hot ticket, but I wasn’t prepared for it to be that packed. lone-star-2028578_960_720

This is a recurring theme when Husband and I decide to do almost anything in our corner of Central Texas. You can’t eat at a restaurant without a wait, so you change your plans. Then  you get stuck in traffic  on your way there, wherever that might be, and then you can’t even park once you arrive. Over and over and over again, and it matters little what time of day of the week.  If you do manage to make it to your destination and park your car, likely you will be too warn out to enjoy yourself, unless you take a nap first or you get a really early start.   WP_20170211_17_37_36_Pro

I really appreciate just being at home. I’m not the biggest fan of cleaning, but I love hanging out and listening to music, playing with our two cats, or helping Husband cook meals. After driving to and from Austin for work four days a week, there is nothing like just being at home.

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Happy Thanksgiving!

Boyfriend and I will spend Thanksgiving with our cat in our new home. It will be just the three of us and we will eat Salmon rather than turkey.  I am looking forward to a few days of relaxation, hopefully to blog a little as well, as Boyfriend and I have continued to settle in.

For the most part, Thanksgiving will be like many other weekend days, but it also gets me thinking. Times are changing, along with society, its view, and the way of life in America. I am thankful to be an American and thankful that I  live in this country, while I know people who no longer share these feelings. I am thankful that I still have freedom of speech, at least for now, and that I can browse the internet for REAL information. I am thankful that we can express our feelings, and our disagreements, even the opinions with which I disagree.gold-happy-thanksgiving-typography-variation-2

On a personal level, I am thankful for our new home. I am thankful for the wonderful partnership Boyfriend and I have, and I am thankful for our sweet cat. I hope that Thanksgiving can come and go without fanfare, violence, or  other types of chaos. I hope that Americans will think about what Thanksgiving is supposed to be about, and that they will appreciate the freedoms we have.

Photo 101 Day 1 – Home

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Our buddy girl Boo

We have a fourteen-month-old cat that we adopted last summer. Boyfriend rescued her and her sisters, and they were fostered until ready for adoption. Our little buddy girl makes life interesting everyday, and is definitely an important part of our home.

This is one of her favorite spots, a cat bed in her custom-made cat-tower that Boyfriend built.

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