52 Weeks.

Tomorrow will be one full year, 52 weeks, since

we received word that we were in lockdown. All

of us in the house were suddenly home from work

and school fulltime. Though we had been watching

from the sidelines the events unfolding around the

World, it seemed so surreal that here in Canada,

we were not immune from the experience. Though

we have all worked at home at times, and dh and

I usually would work here at least one day a week,

it was such a shock to be forced in to our brand

new reality. I had already been home for a few

days as dd  had surgery on the Friday before. I

had brought home my laptop and some files to

stay busy while she recovered. A few days after

lockdown started, we were allowed to go in to

work to pick up anything we needed to continue

to function from home. 52 weeks later, we are all

still here, safe, healthy and to date, Covid free.

We had stocked up prior to the lock down, not

knowing it would happen so quickly. One thing

that really helped us cope so well was living in

the country, where we really are removed from

so much. Going in to town once a week to pick

up our ordered groceries became the only time

we'd venture in. Somehow, we made it all work

and 52 weeks in, it's almost surreal again that we

have survived, thrived and made changes to life.

We're not quite back to "normal" just yet but I

am not sure "normal" will return. We all have a

new life now, with a greater appreciation for

every breath we take. I hope you have made it

thru as well and continue to do okay. Namaste.

~ Chy

Nineteen Weeks.

We've now been home for just over 19 weeks. Life is comfortable and personally, I could just be here forever. However, we are fortunate because we live in the woods and are away from the noise and the drama of city life. We have food, there are many tasks we can work on (and do), we have our studio to create in, we have books to read, shows to watch, gardens to tend to, decks to stain and daily work to complete. There is no boredom ~ far too busy for that! But the one thing that has been hard is when we do venture out, I've noticed a level of fear and longing to get home as quick as possible. And yesterday, after picking up an item for our daughter (masked and distanced), picking up some groceries and some items for my mom (masked and distanced), and dropping off said items at her care home and chatting with her care manager for a short time (masked and distanced), I was totally exhausted! I didn't even drive, dh did and he's such a good help but I was wiped out. I bet we were only gone an hour. Had to nap when we got home. Ugh! I'm sure the stress of being out where the virus could live was the cause but I find I'm going out less and less. And I mean in to town. I'm fine being outside and chatting with neighbors. But driving in to our little hamlet, completing our tasks and coming home has become an exhausting experience for me. I'm going to have to work on this before life gets back to normal. Or our new normal. Can't afford to be off my game if I'm exhausted from just going to where ever I need to be. Hopefully this will improve. Now that I'm conscious of it, I'll have to do some work.  

How is your energy level?

Do you find tasks make you tired?

~ Chy