Hello, friends. How was your weekend? Mine was pleasant and spent . . . entirely at home.
We had Friday Night Snacks with a bit of an Irish theme.
I wound up some fabulous skeins of Malabrigo Rios for my Nightshift shawl.
We hung out and read books and worked on a puzzle.
And I baked homemade dinner rolls. Because when I’m stressed . . . I bake.
So let’s talk about that stress, shall we? I’m feeling some anxiety right now with relation to COVID-19 and I imagine many of you are, too. I know some people have described our forced isolating as similar to dealing with a snow storm. And I get that. Time at home, staying safe indoors. The difference, and this is huge, is that when it’s a snowstorm you (a) know roughly when it’s going to end and you can get out again and (b) you can hang out with your friends and family if you can safely travel.
The situation we’re in now feels more like waiting in a jury room. Sure, I don’t have to go to work and I can read and knit while I’m there and that’s good. BUT. I don’t know if I’ll be put on a jury. I don’t know how long I’m going to have to wait. And I don’t know when it will be over. That’s how I feel waiting out this pandemic. And uncertainty of this nature raises my anxiety. A lot. So I’m taking care of myself by meditating regularly, sharing my fears with Dale (and anyone else who will listen), and keeping myself grounded in any way I can think of.
And that’s the status of things this Monday.
P.S. Blog emails were working briefly Friday morning but the issue has returned. I’m hoping GoDaddy will have it fixed soon because I really miss emailing you all!