During These Times with Covid

Reading a post this morning from a blogger I follow about how Covid has restricted our lives, and how that leads to laziness and viewing this as a “temporary” thing, when it may not be so temporary, led me to think about what changes have occurred in my life since Covid came to spend some time in this world.

I have always been solitary, I have always wanted and needed my alone time, and I have always been pretty good at finding things to do with my time. But I have always also hated being restricted by circumstances beyond my control, and there is a little bit of an occasional battle going on in my “don’t tell me what to do” brain vs my “you know what you have to do” brain.

I resent – not having the summer times with my son and daughter as we have had for so many years before this one. The restrictions stopping our girls’ lunch out times. The rising concern that Christmas may be spent home alone.

But even more, I resent those who say “it’s just another flu”, who say “you can’t tell me to wear a mask, I am free and can make my own choices” – you can, yes, you can, but I resent your lack of consideration for those around you. You are free, yes you are, but you are not free to infringe on my freedom.

It is hard not to be aware of the politics surrounding us. It is hard to not be able to understand what the Trump supporters mean when they say “I think he can get it done” – get what done? I have asked several times for an explanation as to what supporters feel he has done that is so good for the country, and I never get an answer. I have asked what he can get done, but have not gotten an answer. I suspect I know what, at least in some cases, and I find it disturbing to realize “what” has to do with immigration, so if what you want is fewer immigrants, well, he got that done. In the most inhumane way I can think of, he got that done. It’s also disturbing to me that we seem to have forgotten that we are all immigrants – those of us who are not native Americans are all immigrants. My grandparents on both sides were immigrants. My family has not been here that long.

On the other hand, during these times of Covid, I find myself more aware of my surroundings. I find myself more frequently sitting on my front deck, dog by my side, no electronic devices in hand, just watching nature. Or in the evenings, sitting in my big chair next to a window, with cat in lap, watching the play of the evening sun rays on the spray from the sprinklers when the watering system comes on. I find myself reading more, watching TV less – I have even cut the cord and am not having crazed breakdowns when my internet gets cranky and doesn’t allow me to stream.

I spend a lot of my time weaving. I find it perfectly acceptable to have pajama days and think that in isolation pajamas are perfectly suitable for daytime wear too. I find it quite acceptable to let my mind roam where it will, as you can undoubtedly tell by reading this post. It wanders. Elusively.

So my days look a lot like this:

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I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 1 dog, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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15 Responses to During These Times with Covid

  1. Our days all merge into one, unless we go shopping which involves a field trip for more choice and gets us away from the holidaymakers that are invading our town, our space, and our liberty.
    We have started our new 1000 piece puzzle. The last one took us 4 days to complete, but a few months before we could go out and buy a frame for it. We bought two, so have our narrow boats up on the wall flanking a third frame entitled W I P.
    I’ve made umpteen cards, some of which I intend to give as Christmas gifts, and probably have enough Christmas cards up to 2022 now.

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  2. loisajay says:

    I feel like I am in slow motion…constantly. I don’t know if it’s because I retired right before COVID hit or what. I always wanted to know that we were going to do something or go somewhere on the weekend; it made the work week go by quicker. But now–I don’t feel like doing much at all. Too hot and sunny to walk. Might run into the unmasked intruders somewhere. Can’t concentrate to read how to use Manual on my camera. Some crazy excuse for anything. Michelle Obama says she has low-grade depression. I can see that. BTW–what are the food items you photographed? They look delicious.

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    • Carol says:

      The two are loaves of cheddar chipotle bread, and the stuff on the plate is my version of nachos – refried black beans and Monterey Jack cheese on tortilla chips. I had a craving one night.

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  3. Carol ā€” Here’s to pajama days!

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  4. Bravo. Very VERY well put! My cousin, who is a bigger introvert than I am, and that’s saying something, has often expressed amazement at others who get bored being isolated and say they can’t find ‘anything to do’. Introverts have perfected the skill of amusing ourselves ALONE. I know everyone has lost with this virus; but does the fact that our little group of inwardly focused folks mean we WIN? I’m rarely bored, even if, like you, I chafe at the being told what to do. Always something to occupy one’s time IF one uses their brain a little. That blueberry (?) dish looked very tasty. What was it?

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  5. Kathy says:

    It sounds like you are living as well as possible during these covid times. We introverts are possibly more content and peaceful than most–because we really don’t miss the hullabaloo of being with many other people. Except family. I miss them…but often we don’t see the kids every year, so it doesn’t feel this unusual. Would love to be visiting my mom downstate but the family down there doesn’t take this virus seriously so keep weighing the dangers.

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  6. I have been telling myself that this will pass too, but in my country, it does not seem to pass. The numbers keep growing, and although I had expected it to (we are the second most populous country in the world), my heart plummets every night as I read the updates.

    My country is ok with masks and social distancing, but the latter is almost impossible, again given our population density.

    I don’t know how you are still articulate about the politics in your country. Everytime I hear about it, I feel almost catatonic. I thought my country was bad, yours make ours look like heaven at the moment, and that’s saying something.

    Hugs Carol. This too shall pass. Sooner, rather than later, I hope.

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  7. Joanne says:

    I understand what you mean about wanting to KNOW you have freedom, even if you don’t want to do the thing you are restricted from. I feel the same.

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  8. jay53 says:

    I hear you. Yes, it’s perfectly OK to have pyjama days. It’s OK to read, weave, sew, knit, paint and watch nature – in fact I’ve been very much heartened by the number of people reconnecting with nature, and the number whose art and craft production has gone through the roof. It”s even OK to not be able to concentrate on one task for very long, as I’m finding myself. We must all get through this in whatever way we find best.

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  9. Sandra Sparks says:

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