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The Days . . . They Fly: A Random Post

I am feeling more . . .
I don't know, I guess . . .
settled . . .
with my new pandemic life.

Disturbed, surely.
Still very sad.
But feeling more . . . purposeful of late.

(Still not good.  But also not that freefall kind of feeling I had at first.)

So.  Progress?

How about YOU?


(Tom made bagels yesterday.)  
(Chemistry you can eat.)  

Have you noticed how the days seem to fly by lately?  I seem to ask myself (usually around 3:00 each day) how it got to be mid-afternoon already!  It seems really strange to me that the days are flying like this.  Somehow, that seems wrong.  Time is kind of standing still right now - on pause.  How can it fly?

Or is it just me?

My days are filled with movement -- long daily walks with JoJo (Tom takes Jenny for a quick walk around the block, but JoJo and I are out there for miles and miles), strength training down in my basement, yoga with my new best pal Adriene, and - starting this week - Facebook Live workout classes from my gym.  

But I also spend quite a bit of time in more quiet ways: thinking and reflecting -- writing, journaling, meditating.  I keep up with things I need to keep up with (home chores, outside commitments) as I need to, but my standards are definitely lower than they used to be.  I cook and I do the laundry and I tidy.  I check in with my kids and FaceTime with my dad and text with friends every day.  I read a little.  I knit a little.  I get out in the garden when I can.  I've become totally driven by the New York Times crossword puzzle and obsessed with the daily Spelling Bee game.

Life goes on.  

It's just different.

How are you holding up?  
What are you doing with your days?
What do you need . . . right now?



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I've wondered if there are stages to this pandemic, akin to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross'stages of grief. I think I've gone through denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and have settled into acceptance (because what other choice do we have?) I'm finding things that I don't need, but there are still a few that I do. I need to hug people (and I'm not by nature a hugger), I need to have grocery shopping not be fraught with anxiety, and I need to envision a happy, healthy, and financially secure future for my family and friends. (That last one is a tall order.)


I’m with Bonny on wanting grocery shopping to be less anxious. I have ups and downs. I find that the boundaries for working from home are hard to manage but I am thankful that our school has made the commitment to keep us working. I wrestle with knowing so many are out of work and I try not to get sucked in to comparative suffering as Brené puts it. And yes, digging in the garden helps so very much.


And I can only come up with 15 words in the Spelling Bee game today. I may also need to improve my vocabulary.


"In this way, times of great suffering can become times of profound spiritual insight and opening. Nearly all of us have faced seasons in our life where everything seemed to be falling apart. At these times, all the beliefs upon which we based our life are torn from their moorings; we thought we understood how to live life but now we feel lost in a stormy sea. As the storm quiets, we begin to see our life with freshness and a striking clarity."
Radical Acceptance by Tara Brach


I guess I've moved to acceptance, but I don't like living like this. I'm an introvert, but I miss my friends and I wonder if we'll ever be able to get together for coffee or lunch? I don't like always feeling anxious about things like grocery shopping. I also miss the volunteer work I do with our local St. Vincent de Paul Society-although the people we "walk with" are having their needs met via phone calls with two of our members, I miss the community I work with.
On the other hand, I am more relaxed about things like my garden, household tasks, and how much "stuff I get done in a day. Yesterday I spent most of the afternoon cleaning up part of my garden without feeling pressured to hurry and try to get more done than I did. Spending time outdoors helps me a lot!


We are hanging in. Since work keeps us both very busy - even from home - our week days really are not much different. I have approached this time as a way to take care of myself. I am determined not to gain the quarantine 15. I am eating nearly 100% vegetarian and dairy and gluten free. I have learned that despite long days I can make time for me. My salvation has been fresh air - despite the rain, cold and sometimes snow. I walk nearly every day and am making time for early morning workouts 4 days a week. Two things have been really hard for me - not seeing family (although zoom is great!) and going grocery shopping - which puts my anxiety over the edge. Stay safe!


Yes to all of this ... and to bagels! Marc made some last weekend ... with cream cheese and lox it almost seemed like a normal Easter meal.


Though I say every day that I am lucky to be able to go to work and to have a job but...I can't deny being a little bit jealous of some significant at home time. The weekends are still too short (less social but still short) and Monday is still Monday. I know in my heart more than a week and I'd be getting wiggy but man I'd love to tackle some projects! I'm glad things are settling in a bit for you though. xoxo


My average day hasn't changed much. Our seed business is considered essential...anything to do with agriculture is here in ND. So I am still going to work. We are trying very hard to limit the direct contact with farmers and truckers. Especially the truckers since they often come from other states. Anyway. What has changed the most is that I'm not getting to see the grandkids or babysit. We've seen some of them from a socially distancing distance but no hugs. It is the saddest part of this for me. What surprises me most of everything going on is the inventiveness of everyone. Our 4 year old granddaughter is still getting piano lessons via Facetime and they will do a Zoom recital. Crazy smart idea!


And Tiles. Don't overlook this NYT exercise in sharp eyes.

But yes, it's 3p before I know it. Every. Single. Day.


I'm glad to read that you are doing better Kym. I feel as though I am doing well. As you know, I'm working out every day, walking when I can (work and weather permitting), doing archery when I can, eating healthy and so far I've lost approximately 12 pounds!! I absolutely love working from home. I'm not sure I want to go back to an office, and if I have to, I'm hoping to be able to work from home some (I'm not looking for long weekends...just more days at home). I've always loved Soduko puzzels and crosswords, so I do both of them. I find time to knit (and now crochet!!), and I'm cooking (but that's not new - I always did cook). The one thing that has changed is that I'm not reading much...but thinking of that, my reading mojo had vanished some before the pandemic. I'm not stressed about grocery shopping...I just do it when I need/want to and then wash and wash and wash my hands. I miss seeing Colin & Mailing on a regular basis and being able to hug them. That's the hardest part for me.


I am finding that the days I supposedly have to myself (when I don't need to be parked by the computer) do seem to fly by, but weekdays less so. Still, they seem to move faster than they did when I actually had to go to the office. I wonder if it's because I no longer need to rush to actually get anywhere? We've got a routine now, which is helping, but things are still weird. Like you, I feel a little less like I'm floundering, so I guess the best I can say is that I've gotten used to uncertainty.


I guess I'm adjusting, too. I still feel anxious and unsettled but mostly I'm okay with this new routine. I miss my Jackie most of all, though. I took Dale's car to work today and Jackie's carseat is in the back and my eyes filled up at the thought of not knowing when I will see him sitting back there again.


I think I’m at the acceptance stage. I try and make contact via zoom, FaceTime or just a phone call with family and friends to stay social but I miss giving out hugs. Grocery shopping is challenging. I try to menu plan better than usual and shop of what I need for meal prep but very often I have to make adjustments or go to another store in my area. We live in a small suburban/ rural area so options are limited. I have maintain my exercising and try to get outside everyday. I am mourning our old life, but am coming to terms with the change.


I am with Bonny on feeling like this is stages of grief - that is the perfect analogy of how I feel (and the revisiting the stages you thought you were done with!) But, I am finding it easier to read - so that is a plus. I am not so stressed about grocery shopping, but we had a conversation last night about the potential death of dining out.

Kim Sheehan

My days are overwhelming, with so many students needing so very much from me right now. And I still have seven weeks left.

Carolyn Seymour Thomas

I, too, have thought of the seven stages of grief--often. I feel like I'm not doing as well as I did at the beginning...almost like I sprinted right out of the gates when I should have been pacing myself for distance. I need to make some reconfigure my schedule so I can get my workout in BEFORE schooling kiddos...that'd probably be beneficial for all. And, to be honest, I feel like I'm ready for two glasses of prosecco every afternoon around 3! Trouble with that is I'd be ready for bed at 5 :)

kathy b

Im glad that you feel more settled.
My sister and I talked on the phone today .(long distance as they used to say) and we agreed their is no right away to do this.
But we are all doing it.

I find the days FLY by. I miss the barn. i worry we won't have therapy ever again with this awful virus . Our students are so fragile.....

But then I try to reel it in


I find the weekdays seem to roll into each other. We try to mark the weekend with something. My feelings swing back and forth so I am not yet finding stages. At times I am content and thankful and other times incredibly sad about all the death and illness. I don't like the feeling of gearing up for anxious grocery shopping. The not knowing when I will be able to see my children and grandchildren again makes for a heavy heart. On the other hand I try to find some joy and beauty in each day. I like the slower pace of life. I do the best when I remain in the present moment. After all - it's all we every have pandemic or not.


As an introvert, I'm surprised how much I miss casual interaction. But we had established a routine, and I was beginning to figure out some new ways to be useful to the people our small non-profit serves. (We offer educational support to refugee families -- ELA class and homework/after school help for kids.) I was enjoying daily walks and cooking better meals. And then the COVID virus hit a meat packing plant where many of our families have at least one worker. Now I find myself in the (for me) uncomfortable position of being somewhat of an activist on behalf of these folks, as well as trying to do what I can (distanced as we are) to help them (things like delivering masks, cleaning supplies, and information in an appropriate language). All this with news of protests against the shutdowns.


I don't know anyone who likes the Spelling Bee! I have been obsessed for a long time and usually get to Queen Bee! There are aids and help, in case you don't know. Years ago I bought the NYT Crossword App and have been getting better and better at crosswording. It's been my go to every morning and is a positive start to my day. The days seem short, short, short. Maybe it's the time it takes to walk the dog (several times a day), do a couple of household chores per day, and figure out grocery shopping on an app. Holy cow, it takes a long time to shop on an app! I need to talk to more people. I have group chats a couple of times a week and friends drop by (we talk 10' apart in the driveway) and I text a few buds, but BOY do I miss people/friends.


Yeah, how is it going on 11:30 already...

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