It’s been a strange couple of weeks.
Make that a strange month… it’s just been weird from the start of March.
I made one last run to Walmart last week to pick up some things. I’ve gone to see my sister and parents twice this week. Trying to social distance a bit more now.
Watched church service on Sunday at my kitchen table.
The last two weeks working from home has kept me super busy.
My therapist and I did a Telehealth video session this week.
Staying home and not socializing much are not new concepts for me. It is pretty much normal.
Wondering if I’ll feel safe enough to go pick up milk, or any other supplies I might need, when I need them, (you know, the things you CAN’T get delivered to your house when you live just a short distance from town), that’s the little things that’s stressing me out.
I’m already a bit of a germaphobe. I’ve been wiping down my phone and watch band with rubbing alcohol after I go out of the house for I don’t know how long before now. I wash my glasses with antibacterial hand soap nearly daily just because it cleans the lenses, and because face-grease. I always use the cart wipes at the store. I use a paper towel on the gas pump handle. I use a paper towel at work to touch anything in the kitchenette on our floor when I’m getting coffee. I always used to feel like I was being judged by people for doing those things. I don’t look so weird now, do I?
I would love to go hiking or spend some time outdoors right now, because it’s getting warm enough to comfortably do so. But that also means things are blooming. Like, practically everything I’m allergic to outside is happening right now. I go outside for ten minutes and the inside of my face itches and I can’t stop sneezing for the next four hours. I tend to stay indoors during March because of this.
I have plenty of projects and things I’d like to work on with being home. Maybe I can do some now that my commute to work is exponentially shorter for the time being.
Video chats and phone calls with friends have become a thing. A thing we didn’t used to do. I’m enjoying that.
So many things have been different in these last couple of weeks. I’ve not slept well because of anxiety and stress and PMDD. My brain has stopped comprehending many different things this week. Amazingly I’ve kept up on dishes more than usual. It’s been cathartic to just wash dishes this week. Weird.
Seriously, I really do understand why kids burst out in tears when they are exhausted.
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