We are now in what feels like the 87th week of lock down. I did well early on but I’m starting to get squirrels in the recesses of my brain. They are active and running with nowhere to go.
The saying that we are all in this together isn’t completely true. We are under the same orders but our conditions are different. Some people didn’t lose their income stream and some people did. Some people have health issues and others don’t. Being healthy won’t save you but if may make you feel safer. Some people have sick family members with limited access to medication refills, appointments and all that it entails.
There is a layering affect based on other things going on in your life. For some this is a great time for self-reflection and others are scrambling to make decisions without the benefit of “normal life.” Should we put big ticket items on hold and ride it out? What to do, what to do.
We are in the middle. Luckier than some but not carefree either. We are seeing a light in the end of the tunnel with restrictions in our area relaxing somewhat in the next two weeks. I fully support the restrictions (even my cancelled hair cut) but that doesn’t mean I don’t get squirrelly. I’m fortunate that I can walk in my neighborhood and my home is big enough to give me space. My heart goes out to everyone (except those who are riding it out on their yachts).
Are squirrels in the attic better than bats in the belfry? Hmmmm.
Mollie update for long time readers – My poor sweet Mollie was diagnosed with diabetes. She is currently at the vet hospital for stabilization and will hopefully come home today. We are experienced in this disease as my old cat Jake had it for nine years before he passed. He had a great quality of life that many humans would envy (including me!). This was a total shock and not what she was getting checked for but it superseded everything else.