Fix your ponytail & try again.
what I’m about to say isn’t new, earth-shattering or a revelation. And my metaphor is pretty girly - but I feel WICKED relatable. 2020 has been the equivalent to only having a pantyliner on crime scene flow day of shark week, wearing white pants on a booze cruise. It’s a fucking thing this 2020. I’m speaking personally. Not politically, racially or religiously. Strictly, my everyday. Jan-who-uary died?!? Feb-fuck winterary. Marcoronoch. ApriMaJunly. I’m heartily hoisting my super duper deal, amazing deluxe LC Organic Cotton White sheet in lieu of an actual white flag. 2020. I’m picking up what you’re putting down.
What’s that exactly? Well, again FOR ME, the message I’m receiving is it’s time to slow down, stay home, take stock and be contented with all that you have, develop a new found respect for friendships, neighborships, familialships - all the ships. It’s time to live in the moment, not for it or to record and post it. (weird that this is on a blog.)
If you’ve read the above and feel like “that’s dramatic” - you’re right. As a spiritual person I believe in signs and things pushing us where we didn’t see where we needed to go.
I’ve bitched, moaned and complained. Trying to work with a roommate & coworker under 40” with little concept of office decorum was as hard as I expected, but it brought me an appreciation for the workPLACE and the workforce.
I loathed being told I couldn’t sit in Bandidos and enjoy fresh chimichangas & margs - instead having to drive 40 minutes each way to eat it room temp, at best, and out of a take out container. Silver lining? Their marg mix is fresh and TO DIE FOR so I was able to drink my annoyance away only having to navigate a hallway and childproof doorknob.
I’m a social person. I like my friends. The fact that I could only see like “virtually” was NOT fitting the bill. It was like we’re living like the jetsons but still no flying cars or teleporting? Also, all of a sudden vanity designers have figured out a way to design a drawer around the sink plumbing?! I mean you have a $7k toilet that will give you a wash, dry & curl for years, why was that first? why?
I enjoy routine - and this new homebound theme is GD unchartered. I need chartered. I miss my saturday morning 7a WW meeting (though THANKFULLY I’ve been welcomed into the virtual lives of so many) I miss waiting for the first batch rotisserie chicken at the market. I miss being able to talk to my mom in the grocery line without having to count tiles and shout because - masks.
However, there is some super shiny but easy to miss silver linings:
Low mileage discounts on car insurance
Pandemic discounts on basically anything
Target drive up
Costco Instacart
Total Wine online ordering
Less traffic
lower gas prices
netflix
amazon (we were are 4-6 days with prime for a while but we’re back not)
shopping small
staying home & getting shit done.
Efficient world class medical care because unless you have Covid or are dying - they want to get you in and out as fast as medically responsible.
Is it sexy, no. Is it fun, not always. Are we going to make it, I sure as hell hope so. Will we be better for it. I believe so.
