What Day is it Anyway? — Getting Real

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Linking to Linda G Hill’s WDIIA. From Linda:

Why I’m writing this post:  Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.  Let’s keep in touch!

Coping with COVID-19 – Day 3, 4 and 5 — Getting Real

Things seem to get crazier every day as we all attempt to “flatten the curve” so to speak. We’re holding our own here in the Black Hills with only 1 confirmed case in our county and no community transmission (how they determine that I’m not sure.)

I slipped into my protective introvert shell for a few days so if I’ve missed posts, comments and such, I apologize. Problem is I can sink deep, fast, become apathetic and depressed which is kind of scary in and of itself.

It’s part of the whole INFJ/HSP thing. The vibes that surround me right now and just plain scary, stores are filled with angry, frightened people. The internet, my primary source of outside contact is equally alarming. The cough I have is irritating and maybe spooky as well. I lost my voice for two months last year from a chronic cough, arrrrgggghhh! Not it’s not virus related, mostly allergies and perhaps a minor spring cold. So that’s the “real” part, I’m OK but honestly I’m not handling this as well as I had thought I would. Must remember to be on guard against the dreaded “blahhhh’s.”

After talking with a friend yesterday (on the phone) and a few long conversations with Superhubs, I’m feeling much stronger emotionally. Still a little weak, wheezy, and coughy (gosh I sound like a bunch of dwarfs) but I don’t feel as bad about it. Both my dear granddaughter and Linda have expressed it well. Good can come of this crisis if we just remember to look for it. So for today, I will find the good hiding in the bad and I will cherish it.

Can’t Stop the Feeling — from Trolls the movie

Til next time ~Hang in there baby ~JPP

9 thoughts on “What Day is it Anyway? — Getting Real

  1. I understand the thing with the cough, I have the same problem. But for me the isolation isn’t biting, although I wail that I can’t go for a walk through the green lanes, confined to the town. For me, isolation is the norm… habitually reclusive.
    Keep the mind active, that is the clue. How about writing a novel? Just plotting it will keep you busy. The worst thing to do is to binge-watch all the many, many, many covid reports. They will depress you.
    And play happy music… 24/7. That’s my recipe, 15 years into my self-isolation 🙂

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    1. Oh yeah. I’m actually pretty reclusive myself but it’s feeding my anxiety big time, I can’t look at the reports anymore. I’m having enough trouble figuring out where to get vegetables for next week. arrrrrgggghhh. That’s a good idea about the book. I have one semi-plotted that I kind of neglected for quite a while, maybe I’ll break out my notes and give it another bash. 🙂

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      1. Lots lots easier to do just a little bit of plotting first. Saves that second draft where you have to cut and paste and rearrange it all, and figure out exactly what it’s about, and try to identify where you went off the tracks!

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