Work-related stressors (related to hard-to-answer ethical questions that wear on me sometimes, and particularly lately).
The pandemic wall. I recognize that my version of pandemic life would be considered very soft by some: I go to work when I need to. The kids go to school. We have childcare. But I am really missing having things to look forward to (kind of like what I was talking about in this post/episode — I need to follow my own advice!). And there is something about the finish line — which feels like it’s moving endlessly forward into the future — which is wearing on everyone, I am sure.
It’s just a few weeks of lockdown!
It will be better by summer!
It will be better by 2021!
It will be better once the vaccines come out!
Um . . 2022? Maybe?
I mean. I absolutely understand the necessity of continued caution and safety measures (and masks!). But this ($*#& is stressful and I 100% recognize that my situation places me in a slice of the poopulation impacted far far less than many others.
I can’t wait to read these posts some undefined day in the future and think to myself “wow, that was hard, glad it’s over!”. I hope we really take the time to celebrate + appreciate post-COVID-life when (if?) it happens.
I think we will take some kind of (low key, private) family vacation this summer, even if it’s just to drive to Amelia Island to stay in our own rental beach house and enjoy their less-crowded beaches and a different atmosphere. I need something to plan and think about.
At least our Valentine’s Day treasure hunt was great (and entirely pandemic-friendly!).