Salutations and happy Tuesday,
It's been yet another dreary week of monotonous television binging and an ever-shifting sleeping dynamic, amplified under the glaring light of unemployment. It's been tough, for me and so many people I know, and spirals of anxiety and despair are far too easy trippings. Worry hangs heavy on my shoulders, as it does, through pixellated screens, on my family and friends, so far away from me.
However, as far as handling and going through unsavory moments in my life, also given how especially unsavory the pandemic is, I think my crisis response is relatively great. I've kept my various online/phone call appointments, been in frequent(ish) contact with family and other close relatives, and I did a group Zoom meeting with my childhood friends the other weekend, which were equal parts hilarious, stupid (obviously), and nostalgic.
I've been practicing yoga and stretching, too, and drinking tea after my 5 coffee cup limit has been reached (ugh). Finished a 1,000 piece puzzle on dogs (have I mentioned I fancy dogs?) and have another puzzle piece to assemble lined up (it's Women in Science-themed too). I also started a book challenge, and am currently reading The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien. The Lord of The Rings saga, literary and cinematic, is very close to my heart, so getting back to reading wasn't as rusty as I thought it was going to be.
I don't know what's going to happen when the stay-at-home order's lifted in Ohio (other states in the nation are already in talks about lifting the quarantine ban and allowing businesses to re-open), but I know my anxiety of the unknown and the undetermind is valid, and real. Because I know myself and the cognitions of my person intimately (thanks, over-thinking!), I recognize that keeping afloat with checklists and productivity comforts me, and I'll continue to keep chasing that high, even if that means compulsive vacuuming at 2am.
... Maybe I'm not the best person to take advice from. Maybe no one is.