Do We Want To Get Used To This Physical Distancing?

The last few days I've wondered if everyone is sort of getting accustomed to being sort of isolated from others?  I've been home and "distanced" from others so much lately that even for this sort of anti-social person it feels strange to go out and be around others.  I somehow have come to feel that home feels the "safest" and I'm almost uncomfortable being at the grocery.  Or Target.  We ran there quickly for a couple small things yesterday (only needed a hand basket - not a cart) and I was just ready to be out of there. 

I'ts Spring!

I also don't like the sense that others are the "enemy" that I must stay physically away from, that I  shouldn't get close to.  That feels exactly opposite the way we're taught to care for others.  And maybe I'm alone in this.  Certainly the trails and parks are chock-full of people that are cheek-to-jowl in proximity.  The distancing just feels wrong-all the way around.  Wonder how long it will take me to be comfortable out and about again when the restrictions are lifted.  I keep hearing commercials on tv about how we're together in this, how we come together to conquer the corona virus.  Somehow sounds exactly opposite what we're actually doing ("social distancing").

I've just now written and re-written some sentences about things I've heard on the news.  I feel so bad that lack of spring sports is causing such anguish.  Those are essentially a luxury.  Life will go on without them.  We should be mature enough and unselfish enough to see the long-term, wide-reaching benefit to personal sacrifice during tough times.  We should be made of sterner stuff. And we should be able to teach our young people that philosophy.  Just my opinion, here.

Love the spring.

We've still been walking.  I've still been doing my twice a week yoga.  And I'm so grateful for the ability to do both of those.  I've not taken near as many pictures recently.  I wished I'd been quicker with my phone/camera the other morning.  We stepped out the door for our walk and there were several deer coming down the trail; I so love when we see the deer.  We've been walking different routes. And while it's fun to explore areas around our home, I miss my usual "walk to the library to return books".  I miss my library.  I've begun reading and re-reading the few actual physical books we still have around here.  It's a mixed bag, the results aren't always the best. 

I've made masks for people and began to mentally kinda-sorta-not-really panicked when I ran out of elastic.  Decided to do a deep dive in a box and Whoohoo - found a fairly large package. And promptly was able to put it to use.  So glad I found it.

I've tried and tried to get online to register to sew the masks for the local Project Protect drive.   Each person picks up a kit of 100 masks to return fully sewn in 5 days.  I haven't been successful.  Though I was successful in recruiting a couple sisters to help so it isn't so overwhelming trying to sew 100 masks in 5 days. Perhaps I'll be successful next round.

We've been invited to share some birthday cake with a loved one.  We generally don't get invited to much of anything there.  I'm so grateful that she is one that will reach out to us. I always wish for more interaction with those we love.  You can't make people love you.

And here's an article that I was so glad I read. It's quite lengthy and while I might not agree (when do I ever?) with everything said, it was thought provoking and well written.  Anxiety, stress, depression - they're all hard.


Awareness of Others

I'm grateful for hope that one day (and hopefully sooner rather than later) all this trouble will be behind us.  I'm grateful that The Husband has managed to get his App fully working on the App store.  And that he's handled some things around that house that make my life flow so much more smoothly.  (Lubricating the sticky (and totally annoying) closet doors for one- YAY for improvement!!) I'm grateful for books to read even when I end up  tossing it aside.  I like to have the choice.